This blog is no longer active. It's pretty much just a bunch of drunken idiocy mixed with senseless ramblings. A more refined blog can be viewed at riraho.blogspot.com.
So i spent the night at Bube's with some co-workers. They added some sand and had a Jimmy Buffet band. Wayne was hilarious and wouldn't stop dancing....if he's not bi, i dont know what is. Anjel and her bf were fun and Heather was there too, looking good...heh, i hate life. and i got lost driving home.
Current TV: Sportscenter
Current Mood: too much Bud Light
If you've ever wanted to know, here are some tales...
One night, College and I were driving around to all of the Turkey Hill's in the area. Mainly because we had spent all night drinking, but also to allow College to steal as much as possible from each mini-mart. So we get to the Landisville establishment, and there's a marginally hot looking girl at the counter. College decides he wants a kiss from this girl, but she is not as willing. So after many tries, and offers of my cash, she does not relent, and we take off for the next TH. We eventually return to the Landisville store and College starts in again. She again denies him, and says her boyfriend was not very appreciative and was on his way. So i'm just enjoying the experience, while CollegeBoy is still working it. At an arbitrary moment, or so i thought, College just ups and leaves. I'm left all alone as this dirty guy walks in with a length of metal friggin pipe in his hand, yelling "dont fuck with my girl." I see this as the opportune time for me to leave. Now to hear College tell the story-as he did to his brother Matt-who in turn told me, College threw a shoulder into the guy as he walked out and strode off to my car. In reality, College took at least 3 steps out of the pipe-swinger's way. As I reach my car, College is nowhere to be seen, until he emerges from behind a nearby garage, with my hockey stick in hand, yelling lets get the fuck out of here. A true College Instant Classic.
Denny's. There are truly too many CollegeBoy moments at the familiar late night eatery to properly give them justice, so i'll post a few of my favorites. The best was probably the time we had been drinking (common theme) and went to Denny's with Red and Braud. We needed to use the bathroom, so after being seated, we all made our way to the john. Red, and I make our way to the stall as Braud took the urinal, and seemingly leaving College to wait for one of us. I goto the last stall and find it locked, and not realizing it could possibly be in use, start shaking the door somewhat violently. A small "occupied" came from whatever unfortunate soul dropping a duece at the time. Red and I immediately die of laughter and make a run for the door. Almost...we are met with College finishing off a piss, on the baby change table. He slams it shut, and urine pours out of the hinge at the bottom. We finally make it to the table and die of laughter...Instant Hall of Fame. Any story involving us has to include CollegeBoy harrassing the help. Whether its giving his phone number, hitting on the male waiters, its usually a treat. Or the unfortunate incidents that keep him from the game, like A-Rod's mis-placed liner that caught him in the balls, or Tim Salmon stealing his centerfield spot for the then World Champ Angels, or tearing his ACL in BP right before he was set to take Mark McGwire's job as first baseman for St. Louis, or losing a roster spot because Peter Forsberg was jealous of his on-ice talent and threw his gear in the street.
CollegeQuotes
Me: take off your hat...(hat removed)....your hair is filthy. Take a shower.
College: goolies.
Me: do you have any money.
(college takes a handfull of nickels and pennies from his pocket)
Me: you dirty asshole.
College: Goolies
Matt: im tired of your shit Kyle. You come home at 3 am, drunk, eating all of our food, waking me up, and being dirty. im tired of it.
College: Take a nap.
Current TV: Islanders vs. Bruins
Current CollegeBoy: goolies
Springtime, 1993.
The Los Angeles Kings enjoyed quite a postseason in the NHL playoffs. It began with victories over Calgary and Vancouver. The suprising Kings were led by all time greatest hockey player ever, The Great One Wayne Gretzky. Even with the Great One, the Kings were overacheivers to say the least. Along with Gretzky, the Kings were sparked by sniper Luc Robitaille, a very young Rob Blake, and better than he had any right to be goaltender, Kelly Hrudey. The victories over the Flames and Canucks were impressive, but awaiting the Kings in the Campbell Conference finals was a much tougher task. There, the Kings met the mighty impressive Toronto Maple Leafs. The Leafs were led by Wendell Clark, Dave Andreychuk, Doug Gilmour, Glenn Anderson---all in their primes, and rookie sensation goaltender Felix Potvin. The best Toronto team in 20 years. The Kings would have to have the greatest effort in their team history to reach the Stanley Cup Finals.
The series that followed was a classic battle. Big goals, bigger hits, drama, everything that makes hockey the greatest sport. The underdog Kings suprised everyone with a gritty effort, but after 5 hard fought games, the Maple Leafs led the series 3-2. The teams entered Game 6 in Los Angeles, with the Leafs needing one win to move onto the Finals. The Kings needed a win, just to make it to Game 7 back in Toronto. Wayne Gretzky was held to little production in the first 5 contests. The Los Angeles media, and the entire nation of Canada seemed to think Wayne had lost his touch, lost his leadership and ability to be the difference in a big game. The Great One knew he would have to step up if the Kings were going to get past the Maple Leafs. While the Kings prepared in the L.A. room before their do or die game 6, Wayne Gretzky addressed his teammates. Knowing they needed to win or see their season end at home, Wayne called out his teammates. He asked for their help by giving their best effort infront of the home fans. The Great One asked them to win game 6, and he would take care of game 7. Inspired by their captain's words, the Kings battled through regulation and took the Leafs to overtime. Now it was truly do-or-die. One goal for the Kings, they get their game 7, one goal for the Leafs and they are in the Stanley Cup Finals. The end of the game came with a Kings rush into the Leaf zone. Luc Robitaille found himself in the corner with the puck, and saw a teammate infront of Potvin. He threaded a pass infront and found Wayne Gretzky for the winning goal. Robitaille and the Kings had come through for the Great One, and they were headed back to Toronto for the decisive game 7, and a spot in the Stanley Cup Finals.
Game 7, Campbell Conference Finals. In historic Maple Leaf Gardens. Canada, and moreso Toronto, the hockey capital of the world, was seething in anticipation. The city was hungry for their first trip to the Finals since the 1960s. The nation of Canada hungry for a final between the Montreal Canadiens, who had already advanced, and the beloved Maple Leafs. Despite netting the game winning goal in the previous game, everyone still wondered if Wayne Gretzky could put up one more great effort and push his team to victory. It seemed that, despite the effort of the rest of the Kings, it was The Great One who was going to have to win it for Los Angeles.
The Game 7 that followed lived up to the anticipation. The game came off like a play, and was the last truly great hockey game played. The scoring began mid way thru the first period. The Leafs were on the power play, but an errant point pass was knocked clear by the King's Jarri Kurri. The puck slid loose and was picked up by the Great One. He and teammate Marty McSorley rushed into the Leaf zone. Gretzky fed a perfect saucer pass over a Leaf defenseman's stick to McSorely, who in turn made a nearly equal return pass to Gretzky who scored a short handed goal past goalie Felix Potvin. The Kings were up 1-0, and made it 2-0 later in the first when Tomas Sandstrom scored a goal set up by Gretzky. The period ended with the Kings up, making it look like they were going to upset the favored Leafs with ease. The beggining of the second period saw the Leafs battle back with goals from captain Wendell Clark and later Glenn Anderson to tie the contest. The Leafs had stolen the momentem the King's had enjoyed. Los Angeles coach Barry Melrose sensed the game was slipping away from his team, and signaled for a time out. He tried to settle the upstart Kings, and subside the Leaf's edge. Back from the stoppage, the Kings did not respond. The Leaf's dominated the next minutes of the game, and it seemed it was a matter of time before they took the lead. The Leaf's sustained a long rush in the King's zone, but another pass was broken up, and picked up by Gretzky. He fed a pass to defenseman Rob Blake and followed him into the Leaf zone. Blake left a pretty drop pass for Gretzky, but as Wayne neared the puck Leaf Kent Manderville closed in. In an instant Wayne let the puck pass thru Manderville's poke check, gained possession and moved toward Potvin. Wayne's beautiful move on Manderville left him alone in the slot, and he blasted a slapper past Potvin. Now 3-2, the Kings stole the lead and the momentem, and silenced the partisan crowd as the second period ended.
The begginning of the third period saw the resilient Leafs tie the game in the first minute off a Wendell Clark goal. The game was now knotted 3-3, and the rest of the third and a trip to the Stanley Cup Finals was hanging in the balance. The teams battled back and forth to the 15 minute mark, when scrappy forward Tim Donnelly scored a rebound goal to give the Kings the edge 4-3. Seconds later, with the Leafs fighting for their season, Gretzky stole the puck and moved into the Leaf zone. Wayne circled behind the Leaf net, and saw that no teammate had joined him on the rush. Gretzky saw Leaf defenseman Dave Ellet guarding the front of the net, and Wayne made a split second decision to backhand the puck off Ellet's skate. The puck bounced off his skate, past the shocked Potvin and into the net, giving The Great One the hat trick. The goal was huge for the Kings, because the Leafs would not go easy, getting another goal with a minute left to make it 5-4. The final minute ticked off with the Leafs scrambling in the King zone to tie the game, but time ran out and the Kings had won. They had made their first Stanley Cup Final. Wayne Gretzky finished with 4 points, including a Game 7 hat trick--a feat that hasn't been matched since. The Great One, who said he played the series like he had a piano on his back, had silenced his critics and dashed the hearts of everyone in Toronto. True to what he told his teammates, he had taken care of game 7, being the difference in one of the NHL's greatest games ever.
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Current Snack: pretzels
I have these dreams that should be made into movies. For content, i'll post a few...
The first one starts in my basement. I'm fighting these Matrix like bad guys in black suits. One of them knocks me down and injects a needle in my arm. I pass out and wake up in an alternate reality. Somehow i find out that these Matrix guys are out to kill me, and the only way to get out of it, is to kill them and pass onto another reality, until i find the normal reality. So i kill a few and make it thru a number of realities, and i end up in the one i think is right. I find myself living with my friends Fries and Collegeboy. We are at our place and they want to go out, but i get nervous that the Matrix guys are coming and i stay home. Right when my friends leave, the door blasts open and the Matrix guys are after me. I survive and make it to the next reality: Toronto, Ontario, Canada in 1993. Here we're walking down the streets of Toronto, and we pass a bar and i hear the tv. I hear Bob Cole talking about Game 7 of the Western Conference Finals between Toronto and Los Angeles. I tell Kyle that this must be the right reality, cause this is my favorite NHL game of all time. We continue on, and i see Doug Gilmour walking down the street....problem being that Doug Gilmour should be playing for the Leafs. I realize this isn't the right one, and low and behold, here come the guys in black suits. We run to a skyscraper, and meet this group who are also trying to beat the blacksuits. Just like the Matrix. So we are planning our next move, when we are ambushed. Kyle and I make a break for the elevator, and oddly enough, the Ghostbusters-in full ghost busting gear-are firing away and clearing us a path. We make it to the street and we start killing the Matrix guys, who are becoming more monster-like, as they face us. As we kill the last one, my dream pulls back and it's Kyle and I playing a video game the entire time. Weird, no?
This next one, is weirder, as a dream i had a few weeks ago plays off another dream i had prior. The first one was short. I'm in Toronto (common theme) and i fall in love with a girl, only to see her die in the street. The second one expands on this dream. In this one, i'm again in Toronto, with Kyle and his brother Matt. We are walking the streets, and we stop at a hot dog stand, and i see this beautiful girl. I start talking to her, and with everything she says, i get the feeling that i've talked to her before..except in the dream i've never been to Canada. As it goes on, i realize that this girl and i are meant to be together. The dream moves on to this girl and i being together, and walking down the street. She has a young child walking with her, and for some reason i feel a strong connection to the child. As we are walking, the child runs into the street, and the girl i've fallen in love with chases her and gets hit by a car. I rush over to see her die in my arms, and i start crying. As this happens, my dream pulls back and i'm talking to a guy on the street in Toronto, and we are talking about the girl with whom i fell in love. He tells me "she was a great person, wasn't she?" I agree and fall into deep thought, and i look back up the street and see the girl, the child and myself. At this point of the dream, i realize that i was married to this girl, and the child was ours. I see the three of us enjoying they day with each other, and think of how great it was. The first dream was a reality of sorts, and the second dream was me daydreaming about our life together.
This blog is no longer active. It's pretty much just a bunch of drunken idiocy mixed with senseless ramblings. A more refined blog can be viewed at riraho.blogspot.com.
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