Shark meet Octopus

Octopus eat Shark...

Yes, the Red Wings left a definitive mark on the sharks last night. How do i know? I read about it. Fantastic. Time to meet the Disney Ducks... Have the wings shed the curse of the early round falter? Have they finally remembered how to play post season hockey that had me drinking 1/2 a handle of tequila on an empty stomach and then being still cognisent to realize i needed to get some water in me so i don't get too plastered... and then when the thought of trying to drink the sulfury tap water made me queasy (the bottled water was long gone by this point in the night) between taking shots toasting the Olympia driver (like a Zamboni but better - and generally found around the Joe or Munn Ice arenas)... I opened the fridge and the only drinkable fluid in there was a gallon of gatorade... well? Gatorade is a thirst quencher, right?

Well dumbass... it also opened the flood gates. All that pure tequila was sitting in my stomach, happy as can be, not doing any real harm, slowly getting into the system, keeping me mightily buzzed... but you see, the gatorade (lemon lime btw) dumped it into the blood stream all at once (or so it seemed). And those around the Euchre table that i was drinking with all remarked that within about 30 seconds of finishing the glass of gatorade i turned the same shade as the gatorade... out the door i went... puking my guts out for the better part of a few hours... sleeping outside in the cold damp grass... generally making a giant fool out of my younger self.

That's the nice thing about being old. Stuff like that is in the past. And i can say, i've learned from that lesson!

If you are going to drink shots of tequila and you finish toasting all the players, the coaches, the linesmen and the head ref, and you get to the driver of the olympia? Don't drink gatorade.