Good Sunday. Wife and I watched our Pittsburgh Penguins end the Philadelphia flyers season so the flyers can go golfing tomorrow. HA!
I thought it was awesome that they kept chanting CROSBY SUCKS right up until he scored again to put the final nail in your coffin. Yeah, that chant works for you.
See ya next year fellas.
In fact, the flyers remind me of Adam Lambert from American Idol. I like them about the same:
On another note, my brother Pat got his iron butt 1000 tonight. I’m happier than hell for him. 1000 miles in 17 hours. Hit road blocks from wrecked semi’s in New Mexico, but split lanes and jumped barries to make it through. My brother Pat is a fucking stud. Here’s to you bro. You’re as hardcore as they come, and I’m proud to be your brother. I owe you a bottle of fine single malt scotch.
Great day today, and still another day in the weekend.
After we got home from Church, I was watching the NASCAR race. Unfortunately, Tony Stewart didn’t do very well this time. It was a thrilling finish as Carl Edwards car flipped just as he was heading down the last straight for the finish line and rookie Brad Keselowski scored his first victory.