Traveling with the Vancouver Canucks took an odd turn today.
I was happy as a clam – hold up, what does that even mean? Why are clams so happy? Last time I checked they were being rounded up to make Clamato juice, no?
Let’s try this again.
I was happy as a youngin’ getting his allowance (better but still not great – step it up Jory) when I was told there was room for little ol’ me on Air Canucks to travel to San Jose for the first round.
When I got on board I found myself in first class seated across from Dave Tomlinson at one of two tables at the front of the plane, meaning I was flying sitting backwards. Tomlinson in front, Jeff Vinnick to my left and John Shorthouse across from him.
(Shorthouse would like me to put – the dashing John Shorthouse.)
“Oh and add in that Vinnick and I have the same birthday, but he was born wayyyy before me.”
This is already the worst blog I’ve ever written and I’m only 171 words in.
Can I restart this?
We can restart this series?
The answer to both questions, unfortunately, is no. Both the Canucks and I have to dig ourselves out of this hole.
It all starts, as Henrik Sedin said this morning, with the first five minutes of Game 3 Sunday night in San Jose.
For me, it’s all about the next five words: INSERT SOMETHING CLEVER BEFORE POSTING.
If I can deliver, so can the Canucks.
(Shorthouse just shared his Welch’s Fruit Snacks with me – he is such BFF material!!!!)
This is by no means the situation Vancouver wanted to be faced with, but it’s by no means insurmountable, it’s totally mountable, he typed awkwardly wondering if that had ever been written before.
Win the first five minutes of Game 3. Then the first period. Then the second. Then the third. Score a few goals along the way, bruise a few bodies and make plenty of saves – it’s actually quite easy when you break it down.
Wait - I just remembered San Jose wants to win the series as well. Okay, it’s maybe not quite as easy as I had outlined earlier.
Either way I’m happy as a clam getting his allowance to tell you the mood around the team is light. Their body language suggests an eagerness to return to the ice, perhaps for revenge, by no means are they hanging their heads.
You, yes you, no hanging your head either, wherever you are, unless you’re getting a haircut and the barber asks you to.
This blog is as off the wall as that Michael Jackson album, I can’t remember what it’s called. Riding backwards on an airplane is clearly producing Bizarro Derek.
No worries, it’s nothing some
lounging by the pool at the hotel hard work at the hotel won’t fix.
May the 4th be with you and May the 4th be with us in San Jose.
P.S. – There will be a Game 5, get ready to cheer your heart out.