Okay, okay. Sid isn’t exactly the first person that anyone thinks of when the topic of conversation is “fights”. But tonight is do or die for the Pens, and I’m trying to get as much luck going as possible.
Besides, not only has he grown some pretty terrific flow lately, he’s also just plain hilarious when he tries to fight.
It’s time for jittery nerves, for OT-induced sleep deprivation, for adrenaline hangovers. It’s time for shushing family members till intermission, for screaming obscenities at the television, for following every tiny superstition that you have. It’s time for playoff beards.
It’s time for the 2013 Stanley Cup Playoffs.
One team is now 15 or 16 wins away from hoisting Lord Stanley. Who do you think it’s going to be?