Last weekend Hubby's buddy from Vancouver was in town and, as we are Canadians, the weekend included drinking rye and going to an NHL game. Okay, to be honest, I did not partake of the rye, but Hubby more than made up for that by drinking enough for the two of us.
The NHL game we attended was last night's match between the Dallas Stars and the San Jose Sharks. A week earlier I had predicted that the Stars would sweep the series, and I was feeling slightly jilted because they had lost a couple of games after winning three straight games.
The Stars finally got on the scoreboard after a second period goal by Antti Miettinen, and all seemed to be going well for the Stars until Ryane Clowe tied it with a goal early in the third period. Then the game went to overtime. Again, and again, and again, and again. Four periods of overtime. The ushers left and some of the crowd also took off early, but we stayed on until the wee hours of the morning. I think it was around 1:30 a.m. when Brenden Morrow scored the winning goal that unleashed the diehard Stars fans into a frenzy of cheers and white-towel-waving while the green and white streamers fell.
What a night. At least I didn't have to get up early and drive to the airport and drop-off Hubby's buddy, then make a presentation at work first thing this morning like Hubby. But, he enjoyed every single moment of it all remarking that it was like a 'double-header' game last night. I think he was secretly hoping that it was going to beat the record for longest overtime play. Now it's on to the Red Wings.
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