Saturday Night's Alright for Fightin'

Well, I started watching the Aeros game but had to tend to a perfectly prepared steak (thanks Mr. C!) and potatoes and whatnot. At one point came back to my computer to see one of the Hogs going off for fighting, at which point I realized I was just missing too much, so I'll watch the archive tomorrow.

But I did watch the box score and saw that Rosy got the game winner again, and the boys held a one goal lead alllll through the third, with only one penalty. I'm starting to feel a bit spoiled and I like it.

What feels really good about this two game series is giving it back to the team that took the Aeros out of the playoffs last year. Nothing like going into their barn and taking 3 points away from them. Happy Holidays! Sincerely, The Aeros

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Meanwhile, in St Louis... I get the feeling that Carlo Colaiacovo isn't too fond of his brother in C-squaredness. I guess Cal kinda got under his skin and the elder CC jumped the younger CC 47 seconds into his shift. Douchebag move if you ask Mama Conduct. Sorry you don't like being hit. Try looking up every once in awhile.

So, Cal kinda got his ass handed to him in that fight, which pained me to watch, but he's a big boy and came back and kept hitting like nothing happened. But then Cam Janssen ran Cal into the benches so hard Cal's lid popped off, then Cal pops up and guns for Carlo, who had the puck, and gave him a love tap into the boards, bare head and all.

Carlo turned around and jumped on Cal's back and was trying to slam his face into the ice, and when he couldn't do that, started punching him in the face from behind.

He reminded me of Raphie from A Christmas Story when he finally had it up to here with Scut Farkus picking on him and just snapped and beat the snot out him.

Of course, none of that nonsense worked in the Wild's favor because their PP sucks. Whatever. Done with that. Couple of days to regroup before the Hurricanes hit St. Paul.