Perspective

Ian Laperriere is one crazy and tough SOB. Dude took a slap shot to the face last night in the Flyers series clinching victory over the hated and pathetic Devils. The ESPN rumor mill is spinning with the tale that he required 60-70 stitches...or between 54-64 stitches more than the errant bottle thrower forced me to receive last weekend. I contemplated posting the video of the incident, but it's pretty bloody and it looks more like Laperriere got shot by a sniper in the rafters than a cranker off the stick of Paul Martin. It's available on youtube if you're into that thing. Ccheck out a post-game picture of his dome below.

Sidebar. To the dude who tossed the bottle that clunked me on the head: Karma is a biatch.

The Coughing Dog Goes to the E.R.

Good evening all. Last night we faced the unfortunate coincidence of being in a bar when a fight broke out. TCD in no way tolerates violence or the associated buffoonery and two staff members were part of a large group of people just trying to break it up. Sadly, some over-served bystander with no conscience, decency or any other positive traits fired a bottle into the crowd and hit Client 9 in the face. We left immediately and headed over to MGH to get it checked out - stitches were necessary. We can't thank the staff at MGH enough for their help and good humor...in particular Dr. Trish. It was an ugly incident and it's safe to say that we'll never be setting foot inside of The Point again (by choice).

In the video below you can see that Client 9 is OK, all smiles and in the end, it made for a unique story. The moral here: know your limits.



By the way, use of the song "Ol' #7" by Devil Makes Three is meant to be sarcastic.