Yawn.
Okay, so I guess that I've been a little tired lately. For some odd reason, it appears that I've caught a bad case of the pre-season Carefree Price ailment. That is, I cannot stay awake for an entire game. Don't get me wrong, I do great in the first period. I'm fully awake as I take notes, yell at my TV, cheer on les boys, get cozy on the couch with my dog and observe Carey continue his strong play. (I'm proud of you, Price. You're doing great these days, kid.) Yet, as soon as the break between the first and second period begins, I drift into a comforting cataleptic cuddle with Senorita Siesta and get knocked out harder than a mangled midget hanging around a piƱata. As a result, I'm proud to announce that I've registered two solid back to back naps in the Habs last 2 outings. Not bad. Really, it isn't. I say this because if we look at their record since I've developed ‘devotee narcolepsy’; my Habs are 2 and 0 with Price himself posting back to back wins over Buffalo and Ottawa. In the midst of it all, earning his first win at Home since February 2009.
Thus surfaces my present predicament; should I continue to fall asleep during games? If I do, les boys might continue to roll and if I don’t well…I don’t know. Price might pick up my nap slack.
What to do? What to do?
Well, we shall see if I can make it through a whole game when Les Habs take on Los Diablos this upcoming Thursday at home.
Revelation of my Naps: Price and P.K’s victory handshake.
Revelation of my Naps: Price and P.K’s victory handshake.
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