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I was home sick today--to give a sense of severity, I was sick enough to set up my AeroBed in the living room for easier TV-watching, but not sick enough to watch Sister Act 2 once I got settled on it. (I did watch Ioan Gruffudd fight slavery in Amazing Grace, an episode of Holmes on Homes, and my DVR's entire stock of The Daily Show. And then I fell asleep for five hours.)
Anyway. Last night the Wings won their Game 7 to advance to the second round, and the Capitals are playing their Game 7 as we speak. So you know what that means: time for end-of-series picspam.
First off, there is Nick Lidstrom, who was playing on the eve of his 40th birthday--and answered critics who wondered whether he's getting a bit old for all of this by scoring two goals en route to the win.
Awww, losing goalies are sad. And despite spending the whole series hating him, I kind of have to forgive Fiddler because clearly he's a good goalie-consoling guy like any other. Not at all because he looks like he would be played by Ron Livingston in the movie version.
Mind you, Bryz is not above looking around in the handshake line....
Although by the time he got down to shaking hands with his counterpart, Jimmy Howard, he was clearly distracted--and Jimmy only had eyes for the man ahead of him in line, his backup goalie, Chris Osgood.
Jimmy had allowed only one goal in the game and, according to the caption, was "celebrating" even before the rest of his team joined him on the ice...
And the Phoenix crowd really did mostly stay classy, cheering their losing team off the ice. Mostly classy, except for whatever idiot threw the beer bottle...
Zata does not put up with littering, people.
Anyway. Last night the Wings won their Game 7 to advance to the second round, and the Capitals are playing their Game 7 as we speak. So you know what that means: time for end-of-series picspam.
First off, there is Nick Lidstrom, who was playing on the eve of his 40th birthday--and answered critics who wondered whether he's getting a bit old for all of this by scoring two goals en route to the win.
Awww, losing goalies are sad. And despite spending the whole series hating him, I kind of have to forgive Fiddler because clearly he's a good goalie-consoling guy like any other. Not at all because he looks like he would be played by Ron Livingston in the movie version.
Mind you, Bryz is not above looking around in the handshake line....
Although by the time he got down to shaking hands with his counterpart, Jimmy Howard, he was clearly distracted--and Jimmy only had eyes for the man ahead of him in line, his backup goalie, Chris Osgood.
Jimmy had allowed only one goal in the game and, according to the caption, was "celebrating" even before the rest of his team joined him on the ice...
And the Phoenix crowd really did mostly stay classy, cheering their losing team off the ice. Mostly classy, except for whatever idiot threw the beer bottle...
Zata does not put up with littering, people.