If you’ve ever spent any time with me during hockey playoff season you would realise a few things very quickly, namely:
I love the Canucks.
Screaming at the TV WILL change the outcome of the game.
Craft beer is the only acceptable beverage. (With the only exception being the yellowy stuff that I am forced to drink should I be lucky/rich enough to attend a game at Rogers Arena.)
Many pints are expected to be consumed when we are winning/losing.
Should we make it to the final round, my days will most like follow a pattern of intoxicated, hungover, intoxicated, hungover, day off, repeat.
Now the reason I mention these facts is not so much to excuse my lack of posting but rather to provide a valid explanation as to why I chose to abstain from putting forth my ramblings while experiencing an extreme case of Canucks fever. It really was for your and my own good.
Now that it is all over, the riot has happened and the world has returned to relative order, I once again pledge to bring craft beer to the masses! Or rather to the tiny group of people who may or may not give a damn about my blog.