Good times never seemed so good...

So good! So good! So good! (I hope the tradition of playing "Sweet Caroline" at Red Sox games spills over into the Winter Classic this year.)

So yesterday, the NHL finally made an official announcement that the Flyers will play the Bruins at Fenway in the 2010 Winter Classic. Woo! I've loved Fenway ever since Pops and I went to Beantown a few years ago and took in a Sawx game from the Green Monsta. We've been psyched that there will be a Winter Classic there at all... the fact that the Flyers get to play in it is just icing on the cupcake! Apparently, some of the Flyers flew up to to Bahston for the occasion, and Coburn got to do the ceremonial puck drop:

Coburn looks pretty dorky here, thereby further endearing himself to me!

Also, why do Bergeron's jeans look like hand-me-downs from Tommy Lee, while Coburn's rocking the dress pants?

Yesterday was also a momentous occasion because the 2009-10 NHL schedule was released. I was really way too excited about this, though there are some legit highlights, like the Sharks (Pickles!) coming to Philly on Oct. 25th, and Vancouver (Big Bear!) visting in December. Soph is thrilled that the Flyers (Giroux!) and Sabres (Princess D!) will be stopping by San Jose this season, and she's already planning to get good seats with her wing man, Greej. I think we both want to try to go to the Flyers and Sharks respective home openers, to make up for blackout night at the HP Pavilion, aka the Sharks 2007 home opener!

Can the season start today? Please, please, pretty pleeease?

Phillies' Phever... it's contagious!

Slightly Saucy's official fave Phillie Jayson Werth has been named to the MLB All-Star Game! Hooray! I found out about this while I was down the shore last weekend. My aunt had the news blasting at 2 AM, and as my mom and I were trying to go to sleep, this is what we heard:

News Anchor: AND THE PHILLIES ARE SENDING JAYSON WERTH TO THE ALL-STAR GAME TOO!!!

Me (in a sleep-addled stupor): Did they just say that Jayson Werth's going to the All-Star Game?

Moo (in a sleep-addled stupor): Yeah, I think so.

Me: Oh. YAY!

Soph was even more thrilled to hear this news, probably because she was fully awake when I told her. Oh, Jayson Werth, we love you and your hockey player-ish ways! Even my mom (Moo) is considering forsaking her beloved Cole Hamels for Jayson Werth. What is this world coming to?! A bunch of us are actually going to the Phillies game on my birthday next month, so when we passed Citizen's Bank Park on the way home from the shore, my mom couldn't help but exclaim, "We'll be back!"

The Flyers have upped the ante...

The Pronger is going to be a Flyer next season.

Your move, Kristin ;)

The Draft's a-commin'

So, Jess and I are pretty excited about the Draft tomorrow, even though we know next nothing about the potential draftees (although we know that in John Tavares' case, heaven must be missing an angel. Ha ha.). I'm looking forward (in a anxious-excited way) to seeing what goes down in terms of trades. The Sharks were apparently shot down when they asked about Hartnell or Giroux and the Flyers are still very much interested in Bouwmeester and every goalie that's ever played ever. It should be pretty good times.

Ugh. Really?!

I mean, I heard the rumors and everything. But I was kinda hoping that's all they were, rumors. But no. Ray Emery is signing with the Flyers for a year. Oh great, a player with attitude. I'm sure everyone is thinking that he'll be the Perfect Flyer, since they're all dirty jerks, bullies and scum. Although, here's to hoping that the year in Russia calmed him down a little and knocked him off of his high horse. Although if he's throwing stuff at the staff, I'm feeling like he hasn't.

If Marty ends up re-signing, things will be pretty interesting, to say the least.

So when and where does this real world occur?

We're not dead! No, we only graduated... and we don't know what we're doing with our lives! Woo! Soph has been helping out around her house with her new puppy, and I've been avoiding my house since it's kind of under construction. Double woo!


Hockey just hasn't been as thrilling since the Flyers and Sharks got eliminated. Soph and I are all out of sync with the hockey world now. One day last week, we both independently went to watch a game on TV... only to discover that that was an off day for the NHL! Ooops. I thankfully missed most of the Pens-Canes series, which I imagine must have been depressing for non-Pens fans. (Although I did catch the end of the series clincher, and what's up with Cindy toting around the Prince of Wales Trophy?! Almost as dramalicious and awkward as the Jon and Kate + 8 season opener! Pops and I were relieved to see that Zetterberg left the Campbell Trophy on the table and fled immediately after pictures!) Soph and I will once again be cheering for Detroit in the Finals. Geez, when is the last time the same two teams played for the Cup in back-to-back years?

Also, does this mean that Marian Hossa is like Adam Banks in D1, when he played for the Hawks and then had to play against them in the championship game???


So that's what's going on in the playoffs. What's been going on with our faves...

-Pickles and his lovely girlfriend are driving to Quebec from Cali. (Yikes! Although they are like the cutest couple ever, so they can probably handle a lengthy road trip without killing each other.)

-Danny Briere and Simon Gagne both got corrective eye surgery. That's the in-thing, it seems. (Hey, can that surgery fix color blindness? Because my impending color blindness has been a running joke with Soph and Giggles for months. Months! It all started when I bought a navy blue sweater solely because I thought it was purple. And Monday, I bought sneakers that I was totally convinced were dark gray in the store. Once Pops and I got home, I saw that they were black and asked the only nonsensical question that can be asked at a time like that: "Why didn't you TELL me they were black?!" Guys, what is wrong with me?! I'm going colorblind, AND I'm not tough enough for black Chucks! Eeep!)

-Big Bear Steve Bernier signed an extension with Vancouver. Huzzah!

-So I've recently become smitten with the nerdy toughness that is Braydon Coburn. He may look like a hot mess, but I guess there's something endearing about a guy who takes a puck in the eye and comes back to play like he's always got a bee in his bonnet. ANYWAY, the ever-charming (in a "Does he drink heavily before interviews?" kind of way) Bill Clement recently sat down with Coburn to discuss serious matters, like Kimmo Timonen's short legs. Bill Clement is pretty well-behaved through the interview, but towards the end, he becomes unglued, proclaiming, "Guillaume La-ten-dresse. You take Braydon Coburn, take all of him and get hit in the corner!" Um, what? I wish they showed Coburn's reaction to that remark!

Well, I guess that's enough excitement for one post. Much like Kris Versteeg, our lives are super g-l-a-m-o-r-o-u-s.

We love you Kristin!

A few weeks ago, Kristin e-mailed Soph and me with a very interesting offer that went something like this... "So our teams are out of the playoffs... time to meet up for dinner and drinks!" (Except that Soph and I gag over most drinks that taste remotely like alcohol... minor technicality...) Obviously, this was an offer we couldn't refuse... so tonight, we had our big rendezvous! (Definitely the best part of finals week!)

We spent most of dinner giggling, causing trouble for our poor server, and talking about hockey. But here are some highlights:

-Soph couldn't decide what to order so Kristin, the ever helpful gal that she is, made notes on bits of paper to theoretically pick out of a hat. Awesomeness.

-Kristin also ordered my drink for me after I wasn't quite feeling the windex margarita. I'll just have to take her everywhere with me now: "And I'll have... I don't know, you tell 'em Kristin!"

-Is it so hard to get whipped potatoes? Sheesh!

-I basically got an ice cream cone full of french fries with my dinner. Awesomeness part two.

-My latest Flyers love was outed... it may or may not be another Flyers d-man... one who took a puck to the face, but he came back... This is a pretty recent development, confirmed by my "Yay!" reaction when I flipped my calendar to May and saw it was him. At least the Flyers have Carle, which will keep me from loving the entire defense corps!

-We discussed Kristin's former seats at the Wachovia Center, where her view would often be obstructed by a large, obnoxious man in Gagne jersey. Somehow asshole + finesse player does not compute for me, but whatevs... And apparently, when Pops went to the Tampa game with Soph, he befriended like half of Kristin's row. Because he's not Chatter McBox or anything...

-We missed the train, so Kristin graciously agreed to drive us home, where we had the pleasure of riding with the Phillie Phanatic. Aren't you jealous?!

Thank you so much for dinner, Kristin! And for the lovely cards! (With lovely Flyers tatoos!) You're the bestest!