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A Golden Lament

It has been almost a week since the cruel reality of trades in the NHL ripped Kevin Klein from our streets.

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Now that we’ve finally managed to pull ourselves out of bed, brush our hair, and stop listening to that breakup mix from Sophmore year, let’s put away the Ben & Jerry’s and talk about it.

We’re happy for you, Kevy.  Playing for the Rangers is a big deal.  And, you got there at a great time!  You don’t have to deal with that ass-hat Tortorella for one thing.  (In fact, even if that was the only thing, it would be ok.)

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They’d better separate you in the next team photo.  That much beauty combined could cause a tear in the time-space continuum.

Plus, you got to play in an outdoor game, which is something that I imagine we won’t see in Nashville for quite some time. They even finally let you get in on one of the (many) celebration hugs.

ImageBut we’ll miss you (slight sob).

That time you were a playoff hero:

That time we hung out at Kroger:

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That time you signed our Season Ticket Holder stuff:

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That time you and The Enforcer made awkward eye contact through the glass, and rather than smile, she took a picture of you:

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The way you looked like a Transformer in the locker room:

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How much fun you and the boys had fishing (hey there, shorty-shorts):

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ImageWe’ll miss you Kevin.  Our Penalty Kill will never be the same.

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The Golden Girls – On the Glass!

Saturday night games in Nashville are always a good time. Being seasoned 300-level ticket holders, the last thing either of us expected was to sit in seats on the glass Saturday night!

It was a beautiful day in Nashville on Saturday.  Experiencing 60-degree weather in the middle of January makes hockey in the South super-awesome, even though it is hard to decide what to wear under your jersey.  Downtown Nashville is always hopping on Saturday afternoons, and we decided to join the tourists at Robert’s Western World for burgers and beers before the game.  If you haven’t had a burger from Robert’s, you should drop everything and go right now.  The Enforcer swears by a cheeseburger with sweet potato fries (Because they took the patty melt off the menu.  What the hell, Robert’s??), and Jenni Z regularly craves the veggie burger and onion rings.

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We headed to the Bridgestone Arena, took our seats high in the third deck, and checked Twitter to see what was going on in the world.  The Preds are running a raffle contest right now called the “Golden Giveaway” with proceeds benefitting the Predators Foundation (they do great work in the community).  @PREDSident (Sean Henry, President/COO of the Predators) tweeted that he was running a contest for people who posted pictures of their Golden Tickets.  We entered, but never expected to win because The Enforcer has terrible karma.  Seriously – she must have been really bad in a past life because the girl has never won anything, ever.  So, you can imagine our glee when both of our phones buzzed saying that we were winners!

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Let me just tell you, it is not easy to run from the third deck to the first floor when the escalators are all going the wrong way!  Probably all of the squealing and arm flapping didn’t help, either.  We finally made it down to our new seats in row AA, and watched the remainder of warm ups super close-up.  We were on the Sens side of the ice, so we were watching the likes of Jason Spezza and Bobby Ryan taking shots.

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Clarke MacArthur blows a lot of snot rockets.  Seriously gross, dude.  Buy some Mucinex or something.  *heave*  And HOW did we never know about Methot before today???

The game is super-fast when you’re not sitting a mile away from the ice, and you can really see (and hear!) how hard the guys are working to explode down the ice.  After all the games we’ve attended, it is still shocking.  The hits are crazy when they happen right in front of you, shaking the glass and nearly knocking your beer off the railing.  We obsessively took pictures of EVERYTHING.  (EV-ERY-DAMN-THING)  Lucky for us, Kevin Klein kept setting up for face-offs right in front of us.  Good grief, that guy is hot.  His wife is a lucky, lucky lady.

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Eric Nystrom beat the hell out of Colin Greening and got the crowd really fired up, while Rich Clune stood off to the side smirking.

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Shortly thereafter, Mike Fisher (he’s called Hunky in our house) netted one against his old teammates, and the game was all tied up.  It’s always great to dance around to our lame goal song (Tim McGraw.  Enough said.) when Bobby Ryan is in the house because he is not quiet about how much he hates it.  You’re welcome, Bob.

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You hear disdainful hockey fans vent about people who hit the glass whenever anything exciting happens during the game and how it is pointless, and stupid, and blah…blah…blah….   Sitting so close to the action though, something just comes over you, and your natural reaction is to bang on the glass until your palms sting.  We were so caught up that we didn’t even care that we lost in the shootout.  (And this is probably the only time you’ll hear us say that we don’t care that we lost a game.)

We’ll be back in the 300’s tonight.  And if you hear either one of us mutter the words “No – really – I like to watch the play set up”, just know that we’re actually dreaming of the front row.

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January 14, 2014 · 4:25 pm

Those Autographs are Awesome!

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What’s up, ya hottie??

We highly recommend listening to this song while reading this entry: (total girly song)

In honor of the hottest hottie who ever hottied (as confirmed by our friends at www.whatsupyasieve.com), we bring you the greatest photobomb in the history of ever.  (In all fairness, The Enforcer thought she was smiling!)

Cue the hottness of Roman Josi and Victor Bartley, defensemen for the Nashville Predators. We’ve been asked to describe the intoxicating aroma that emanates from Roman, and ladies, we are here to help.  It can only be compared to a sunset walk on the beach, that super-hot guy from college, and red-hot pheromones, all combined into a titillating cocktail of delicousness that is Roman Josi (unless it was Victor, in which case we apologize, dude.  Thanks for making that video for my cousin, by the way.  You’re totally hot, too.).

Annnyyywaaaaayyy….Roman = HOT.  The smell makes you wish you were 10 years younger (in our case, anyway).  The back view was just as good as the front…hence the face that The Enforcer is making in this picture:

Roman and Victor

PS – For those ladies who don’t live in Nashville, you’re welcome to come visit and go to a game with us.  We’ve got a spare bedroom, a teeny-tiny IKEA pull-out couch, and a fridge full of the finest Two Buck Chuck in all the land, just waiting for ya.

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