Thank you, Universe!!!!
I noticed the URLs for player profiles on Yahoo Sports have a number at the end likehttp://sports.yahoo.com/nhl/players/3344.
So I decided to see what would happen if I just changed the number to 1. Lo and behold:
But it doesn’t stop there!
http://sports.yahoo.com/nhl/players/666 (my personal favourite)
I think my personal fave is Miroslav Satan. Very, very clever.
I’m not a big beer fan by any means, but this could change EVERYTHING.
Remember terrified Reds fan behind home plate? The one who nearly pooped his pants when a foul ball came back his way? Well, he may have been one-upped yesterday. Take a look at this Royals fan reacting to a similarly placed foul ball to the screen. Poor fella never knew&
This is me at EVERY baseball game I’ve ever been to. I don’t understand people who dive towards the ball as it flys towards the stands. I’m ducking, I’m covering and I’m running. No fly ball or home run is worth it. Also I’m a giant scared-ey cat. Booook bok bok bok bok and all that.
It seemed as though the game would remain tied after a lucky bounce off of Lundqvist’s head on the line but then Paille put the puck in off the inside post.
On a crazy play the Bruins take a 3-0 Series lead!
It’s really hard not to feel terrible for Lundqvist. The guy deserves to have his name on the Stanley Cup for what he’s done for the Rangers. Seeing stuff like this continually happen to him every year is painful.
Where do “Women who think men who would follow lists’s like this are creepy forever alone psychopaths” fall on this list? I didn’t see it on there?
It’s hard to explain the pain to people who don’t understand the joy. It’s hard to put into words the feeling you get when you watch things fall apart. The emptiness in your stomach, the fog that takes over your brain. Walking around in a daze, not sure where you are or where you need to go. Going to sleep and waking up still not feeling completely OK. You tell yourself it’s just a game, there are far more important things in life you need to be worried about, but that doesn’t change the feeling. You know it’s silly and a little ridiculous and yet, the pain is still lingering. You almost feel guilty for allowing it to have this much power over you, but that can’t take it away either. As with the pain from any other circumstances, only time can do that.
Being a sports fan is amazing. The highs and lows can take you to the most incredible feelings of euphoria that no drug could ever compare to the lowest of lows where no drug could take you away from. It’s the price we pay as sports fans. We know the deal when we dedicate ourselves to a team. We know it’s not always going to be easy. We know the pain is going to be severe, but even though we remind ourselves of this every day, sometimes the hope gets the best of us. The idea that “this years things are going to be different!” The escape sports gives us from life’s “real” problems is incomparable.
Yes, it’s just a game, but try explaining that to fans in Toronto today. Try telling them that what they witnessed last night and what they felt is “silly” or “meaningless.” Try telling the fans in Boston, who stayed in TD Garden even after hope seemed lost that what they felt wasn’t something that heroin addicts strive for.
No matter how low the lows get as a sports fan, it will never compare to the happiness being a fan brings. I’m a Capitals fan and I don’t think I need to explain why it’s been a brutal few years. The sports God’s have been so kind and so very cruel, but even after the pain from last night’s horrendous loss subsides…I will have hope. Hope that next season things will be different. Hope that anything is possible when the slate’s wiped clean.
Maybe that makes us all masochists, but if that’s the case, I wouldn’t have it any other way.
As much as I want the Caps to win tonight, I really enjoy these Tortorella press conferences. They make everything better.
One of the best moments from my interview with Rangers fans outside MSG. Check it out: http://www.dailynational.com/?p=12325