It was very simple, you see. I went into the kitchen on returning home, having missed the first part of the game, and on the counter was some bread. I had never seen this bread before, did not know whether it was new or old. There were some fruit flies near it, but it wasn't clear whether they were there for the bread or there from the garbage. I took a chance and took out two slices, noticed they were a bit tough, but proceeded to lather one with jelly, one with peanut butter. Lining them up precisely, I pushed the two pieces together. Satisfied, and knowing I would pair it with coffee a bit later, I settled down in my chair and joined the game. I ate the sandwich.
As I was eating the sandwich, I caught the faint whiff of cinnamon, a surprise because I hadn't noticed any cinnamon in the bread as I was preparing it. A random thought passed through my mind that it was cyanide, and my wife had constructed an elaborate plot to kill me and collect my meager possessions (PS3, mostly), but if it was an elaborate plot it certainly was shoddy planning. How would she know that I would break my status quo and eat a sandwich tonight? How would she know that I would take a chance on bread that (to my mind) had no origin, no age, and no reason to be eaten? I figured if she could read me that well, I might as well just follow the plan, she'll get me someday later anyway. I didn't die.
While I was eating it the Jets blew a 3 to 1 lead and lost in the shootout to the hated Leafs. My bad folks, it was not an expired nor poisonous sandwich, it was a losing sandwich. I'll never do it again.
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3rd Period: 7:28 Toronto PP Goal, Tobias Enstrom (okay, it's accredited to Joffrey Lupul, assists to John-Michael Liles, Phil Kessel); 7:55 Toronto PP Goal, Phil Kessel (Dion Phaneuf, John-Michael Liles)
- Winnipeg looked actually capable of putting offensive pressure on the opposing team again, and the powerplay once again looked like it knew what it was doing. I'm glad to see that these lines are clicking, particularly the Burmi-Antro-Wellwood line, and more importantly I'm glad to see I have reason to believe this team can generate shots and score goals. Now about preventing them...
- Ondrej Pavelec was largely the victim of penalties and otherwise came up with a lot of big saves. As the team is taking shape, so is he, and I think we will be okay with the guy by the end of the year.
- Mark Scheifele got his first goal!!! Keep him up with the big team!!!
- Ignore the previous bullet. Send him down, please.
- Colour me surprised that the GST line (coined by Illegal Curve) is playing some impressively disruptive hockey. Now I'm just waiting for that slumbering scoring giant AC Slater to re-awaken.
- Dustin Byfuglien is the king of turnovers. He should start a pastry shop.
- Tobias Enstrom logged...wait for it...over 31 minutes of ice time. Any question who makes Claude Noel a bit nervous?
- Burmistrov is a gamer right now; I really hope that he can keep up the stellar play. It'll be an even swap for Evander Kane not lighting things up yet.
- In the shootout, both Wellwood and Burmistrov shot right into James Reimer, which doesn't work I've heard. Taking a cue from them, Joffrey Lupul shot in a spot where Pavelec wasn't, and officially made me not like people named Joffrey. Note: Totally biffed that joke, everyone, Matt Frattin had the clincher, Lupul was just smart before half of our shooters went. Still don't like people named Joffrey.
- Seriously, though, sorry about the sandwich.