After an entire week of dealing with Tim's mopiness and missing last week's Hockey Night, we here at Hockey Night in Chinatown are anxious to get out of the Hockey Night in Chinatown Corporate Bunker. He hasn't taken off his Mario jersey since we were snowed out from flying to Pittsburgh and since then his hygiene has been, shall we say, less meticulous than usual. We're betting that his continuous diet of microwave burritos, sauerkraut and garlic is not helping the air down here either.
And of course there are still plenty of goat carcasses lying around.
On the plus side, Dave convinced Tim that nobody liked him; Mike convinced him that everybody hates him and we have quite an elaborate office pool on the number, manner and preparation method of the worms that he'd eat. (NC-double what? Final who?)
That project ended up back-burnered when Tim fired off a flare gun during a board meeting and ignited some cleaning supplies stored behind the copier, setting off the sprinklers and filling the entire complex with acrid chemical smoke (best board meeting ever!)
Truth be told, I didn't know we had any cleaning supplies down here at all, aside from the drums of bobble-head polish.
The copier, of course, was always the center of interest at the Christmas Party (Oh, the terrible things that piece of glass has had to endure.)
At least it seems to smell a little better in the bunker.
So follow your nose down to...
Hockey Night in Chinatown
105 Eldridge St.
(btw: Broome Street and Grand Street)
Tuesday - March 27, '07
from 7:30pm to 12 midnight.
This week: The New York Rangers at The Montreal Canadiens (in luscious HD)
The New Jersey Devils at The New York Islanders.
If you would like to attend the field trip to see Ray Ferraro next time NBC Sports comes to Rockefeller Center, please get your permission slips signed and submitted.
If you do not have a weapon, one will be provided for you.
Tim already called the flare gun.
Actually, we just can't get it away from him. (Mike now has a big burn hole in his CCCP sweater that he's none too happy about.)
How did he get so many flares?
And where the hell is he hiding them?
Scotty, we love you.