I pull into the Blogger parking lot this morning, say hi to Ruth as I pass through the lobby, and wouldn't you know it -- none other than Nelly is in my office, his feet up on my desk while he lights up a blunt. A Hustler magazine lays open next to a family portrait.
"S'up," he says, as the glimmer from his platinum teeth reflect the morning sun into my weary eyes.
"Uhhhh ..." I stood frozen, then dropped my briefcase, spilling its contents.
"Shut the fuck up," he shouts, completely unprovoked. "I know how y'all be doin' it 'round herre. A'int nuthin' but trash 'n bullshit ... 'Blues suck ass', 'Blues are bitter', 'Blues got an inf... an inferio' ... fuck it, some kinda complex or some gay shit like that."
"I really don't think ..."
"I said SHUT THE FUCK UP. You deaf, homo? Not "def" like me and the Asian dude and Keith (pronounces it "Tack-a-chuck"). We be rollin'. Jus' beat Arizona. You gon' get killed when you come into our house tonight. Literally. I'm going to kill all y'all. Your locker room with a street sweeper."
"Yeah, don't say shit to me. You don't respec' us. All you Wing fags are haters. Osgood gonna get lit up like a spliff tonight .... (sees family photo) ... this your fuckin' fam or somethin'?"
" Umm .... yes."
(Studying photo intently) "Nice pic. Real nice, actually. This your moms?"
"Wow, this is a nice picture. And I dig the color coordination. Where you get this taken at?
"Uh, I don't quite remember; it was some guy named "Van" but I don't recall his last name. I didn't really want to--"
"Damn, wish you knew it. I'd like to take my little ones there if I can. God, the layout is just gorgeous. Just look how the light from the setting sun meshes with the Autumn leaves in the background. It melts together so harmoniously. Whoever this "Van" is, he knows what he's doing."
"Well, I could Google it or ask my mom or something --"
"Yes, yes, please do that. Please get back to me on that. Just Facebook me or whatever."
"A nice photo is the missing piece for the mantle over my fireplace. Probably put it next to my 3-legged sack race trophy from the Daddy/Daughter Picnic last summer ... (folds up magazine) ... alrighty, guess I'll just be going. Sorry for busting in on you like this, really it was kind of rude. I apologize for the reefer as well, totally out of line. Give your mother my best. And don't forget about the photographer."
- Doing an actual game preview is almost moot given the epic posts that Jeff is piling up at A2Y (Wings/Blues).
- Rumors Shmumors - Pronger coming back to St. Louis? (STL Game Time)
- No surprise - Nik Backstrom won't save us. (Hockey Wilderness)
This is a large game, as far as games against the Blues go. I ranted yesterday about what this game will tell us about the 2009 Red Wings. It will also show us something about the 2009 Blues. They will be seriously amped to play this one. Their building will be loud. They're within a grenade's throw of the playoffs, playing against the hated Wings at home, with their goalie starting to get hot, for whatever that's worth. In all honestly, I'm going to be watching this game with a bit of fear.