BEAR MAD...BEAR BASH!!

Let me set the mood here for you folks. Think Tuesday evening at 7:30. A certain Toastmaster General is about 4 beers in and some delicious Toast-made chicken wing pizza with all it's freaky naughty fine aroma's fill the air. Tessie girl has worked herself into a pants biting frenzy. She knows what time it is. Yeah...it's business time. The time for business. Business hours are not over. Who else knew what time it was?? Well a certain team from Boston that has garnered a lot of this blogger's attention of late. You see, the Bruins, they too knew it was business time and last night they pretty much held one of those lame informal seminars for the 'Canes winning Game 6 of their Best of Seven series with Carolina 4-2 to force a Game 7 in Boston on Thursday.

Now, they weren't the dominant Bruins per-say, the ones that we saw on Sunday night in Game 5. Nevertheless they looked damn good when it counted and really took it to the 'Canes in the first period; a period that saw them jump out to a 2-0 lead. More importantly, all of this talk of Carolina poking the Bear and that Bear has finally woken up awfully ornery; well now it is starting to have some merit and not just some one time deal with their backs to the wall. When the going got tough last night with Carolina coming within one goal of tying Boston and those "Caniacs" all-up-ons and getting that joint a-rocking, the B's got going. They coolly stuck to their game and what was an edge of his seat situation for the Toast, and all Boston fans, quickly became a 3-1 lead with some steady heads up play, and one hell of a set-up for Mark Savard by Milan Lucic.

Long story short, the B's didn't get rattled. They didn't let the whole Walker-Ward debacle from Sunday get them out of their game. Lucic and Thornton weren't taking wild runs at the Carolina skaters. What can really sum up last night's game is the play of center Patrice Bergeron. In one word, SOLID. To add some more words to it, an all around, kick ass, both sides of the game, 110% effort, fucking awesome-a-thon.

So, where does this leave the Toast you ask?? Well, since Detroit couldn't close out their series last night against the Ducks like I so desparately wanted them to, both series are set for their finales tomorrow night. And since the only hockey channel that shows playoff games (FUCKING COMCAST, why do I pay more for the NHL Network to not get any sweet, sweet playoff action?!?!) I seem to get is Versus and Versus loves to slurp the Wings as they're kinda the Yankees of hockey guess what game they shall be showing?? Finally, since I am slated to see the Shins tomorrow night and said Bruins Game 7 is out there, unable for me to DVR. Do I feign illness and not go only to run out to a bar to watch it?? So far, my only other option is to call the 9:30 Club and see if they'll put the B's game on for me. I can watch hockey and have the Shins show in the background right?? Maybe some chicken tenders to boot?? My fingers are now crossed.

Great Caesar's Ghost....It's the "Brass Bonanza"!!

Sweet Jebus, I miss organ music at hockey games. Now everything's all rock n' roller on the grunge tip, but hockey games were meant to feature the likes of the organ during stoppages in play. The majesty that presents itself above is none other than the "Brass Bonanza", the theme song for the since disbanded Hartford Whalers. Hartford, the whale????

Why this little piece of hockey nostalgia today?? Well, the Bruins are set to begin their playoff series against the former whale tonight and this guy is set to show his Kool-Aid a night she'll never forget. What's that consist of you ask?? Well, a date night including damn fine deep dish pizza, Batty Blues, a sports bar full of dudes (of which she'll already have the proverbial "pick of the litter" and high brow Eastern Conference Playoff Hockey. This here is the stuff dreams are made of. You ladies out there should wish you get this kind of royal treatment. It's like she's a freakin' Princess or something.

In any event, even though the Bruins come in favored this series, the Carolina Hurricanes are certainly no pushover. It's going to take a good amount of Canadian Beer to console me should the B's drop Game 1 and that stuff is like moonshine. (Hell Yes!!) See, that guy knows what I'm talking about.

In related news, Tessie completed a walk (incident free) around the block last night, her first non-difficult walk in almost a week. There was much rejoicing. I was starting to wonder if we'd scarred her or but she pulled something out of her bag of tricks and acted like a normal pup for a minute there. She would later knock over a full NALGENE bottle and respond by going to the bathroom on the rug. ACES!!!

Ah hell, just root for the Bruins tonight so I don't ruin this "date night" with my special lady by creating a scene, possibly while blindingly drunk. That's not going to help things at all.

Comingtoyaaaahaaaa!!!

It's back baby, the NHL is back!!! Tonight the NHL regular season triumphanly returns and the Toast here is happier than the proverbial pig in shit. Better yet, my squad, the Boston Bruins, well they are set to be on TV tonight. Say it with me now folks, the fucking jackpot right?!?!

Though the Toast is a big time hockey fan, the NHL kinda got recharged with me last year as the Bruins finally decided to win a few here and there as they made the playoffs for the first time in a few years; even pushing the No. 1 seed in the East, les Habitants, to the 7th game in the opening round. Considering all of the injuries that the team had and their record against the Canadians last regular season, last years pseudo playoff run is quite the feat in the eyes of us Bruins fans.

More important is the fact that the Toast, who hasn't had a favorite NHL player since the fitting retirement of previous fav following his long awaited Stanley Cup victory in 2001, has hopped on board with this Milan Lucic fella. That kid Lucic better get to ride to the vet quick cause his pythons are SIIICK!! Man...if only I were 6'4", 220. Damn that'd be pretty G.D. awesome. I'd be gettin'. shit. done. Stupid 5'11", what have you done for me lately?? Sure I can reach those paper towels at the top of the pantry but do I have an NHL career?? Yeah, where were you then?? Look at him, especially at the 23 second mark. He's off the fucking chain!!! A beast I tells ya!! A fucking beast!!