
It figures that Kev (The Hero) is in Vegas the same weekend that I’m in Cali; I would’ve enjoyed kicking his ass at cards and then hitting the S.D. clubs with him afterwards. Another time, I guess.
There is a part of me that’s sad about leaving Pittsburgh this weekend, though; the Pens pulled out Game 5 of the Stanley Cup Finals in Detroit Monday night, and are two wins away from a miracle comeback. If they win the Cup, it will be on Saturday and I’ll be 2500 miles away from the biggest party this city has seen since 1992.** The feeling would be bittersweet if the Pens shocked the world but I wasn’t able to do the Bell Biv Devoe dance from “Poison” in the middle of Carson Street while drunken Yinzer chicks around me ripped off their tops, made out, and sprayed IC Light all over each other.
Salud.
[**Some readers might point to the Steelers’ alleged win in Super Bowl XL as a more recent triumph by a local team. But as an honest—albeit biased—sports fan, I refuse to recognize that debacle as a legitimate game; for similar reasons, I maintain that Barret Robbins’ insane actions nullified the results of Super Bowl XXXVII. Factor in all we’ve learned since Spygate first broke, and history shall now show the last five Super Bowl champions as follows:
2008 – New York Giants
2007 – Indianapolis Colts
2001 – Baltimore Ravens
2000 – St. Louis Rams
1999 – Denver Broncos
I have spoken.]
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Hope you had a good time in SD bruh.
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