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Steph, my lovely co-blogger, is famous!
But first, a little back story.
As any of you who have spoken to me lately may be aware, I am in deep psychological pain over the fact that Ty Conklin, the man who has become something of a long-standing running joke on NPI (in the most loving of ways, of course) is basically now filling the bright yellow pads of the starting goaltender role for my most beloved Penguins...and doing a fine job at it, to boot. Conks, who's stats so far this season are finding him solidly leading the Pens and undefeated, had puck handled his way into Steph's heart early last year with his tenacity to stay in the NHL (and Syracuse) and keep on playing, even for a myriad of teams. Meanwhile, I chorkled at the thought of him, once more, playing in the NHL post-season, and cried as the Oilers that spurned him rattled around at the bottom of the well. I made comments that I hoped that when they played the Islanders, that MAB stayed far away from Miller. And now, after being signed by my own team (something which made me wail louder than a long-tailed cat in a rocking chair factory), he is saving the very team I swore would never start him.
Steph, bless her heart, meanwhile made sure to rub it in at every available opportunity - and rightly so, since she never gave up on his little goalie self, even going so far as to make amusing and funny signs for him when she went to see Syracuse play...and now, due to his sudden, and deserved, popularity, incriminating photos of these humorous signs have shown up on The Pensblog, which is the best place to find great photoshops and people with painful signs. I'm sure more will be appearing soon, and I'm even thinking of submitting one of Conks myself....but I'm not sure I can pony up to admitting that maybe, just maybe, he might actually be good for the Pens. I'll give him this, though: he really can handle the puck. I just wish he'd do it without leaving the net in ulcer-inducing spurts and bounds.
Congrats Conks, and Steph as well, I hope you both enjoy the fame good goaltending and a great sense of humor can provide!
14 comments:
Omg, that picture/sign = awesome.
"You can Ty me...to your bed." GOLD.
Steph: Classic. LOL
Nice work, Steph! I'm still not going to forgive him, though.
I can't take credit for that tagline, I told all my friends I needed something clever that played off of "Ty", and uh, I think I need new friends because that was the best they could do.
(Okay really it was more like once someone said that the general consensus was HOLY CRAP YOU HAVE TO, and me, of course, possessing an only marginal amount of dignity...)
Kirsten: Hear hear. Although he was, again, disturbingly solid last night.
Freaking damn it, Recchi.
I really thought they had photoshopped the "you can Ty me to your bed" part.
Imagine my surprise when I realized you put it there yourself!
Also, the come hither look you have while holding the sign is truly classic.
Pretty hilarious!
When I saw that on the Pensblog, I double-took it. I thought it might be Steph, but I wasn't sure.
In that case, congrats on your new-found fame, Steph! You're covering the blogosphere with both words AND pictures. :o)
Kristen, it makes me a little happy to know that you didn't immediately assume that yes, I was ridiculous enough to actually write that. Unfortunately...haha.
Teebz, yeah, I'm kind of a big deal :P
Your apartment has many leather-bound books and smells of rich mahogany? :o)
Hahahaha... classic Anchorman.
My apartment has a leather bound book and smells of...slightly overbaked chocolate chip cookies.
That's close, right?
That works for me, Steph. Chocolate-chip cookies are better anyway. ;o)
Your sign is awesome! I totally cracked up when I saw it. I sorta feel like all of us at some point in the season should make a dirty sign and then compile them and say "See, we can joke about the players, adore male sports figures, and not be a puck bunny. Why? Because we still know more about hockey than you." But then I think it might do more bad than good. But it's a thought...
Oh MAN, I'd be totally down for a mass HLOGging sign binge.
Lesse, what rhymes with Armstrong? Hmm.. Or possibly Orpik. Even laing, perhaps....
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