Can’t. Resist. Overtime.

Living in Michigan for 6+ years did not make me a fan of most of their sports teams. Yeah, MSU sports of course, since I was at school there. But not the Pistons, Lions or Tigers really. The one exception was the Red Wings. I like hockey, but let’s face it, my Islanders haven’t been good since I was too young to remember them being good. So it was natural for me to gravitate to the winning Red Wings.
Which brings me to last night. Just 34.3 seconds from hoisting the Cup when the Penguins tied it up. I decided then that I was in for the long haul, and long it was. 2 and a half overtimes later, pushing 1am, and the Pens had forced a Game 6 in Pittsburgh. And I was a tired boy when the alarm went off at 5:30am. Riding the bike was invigorating and woke me up somewhat, but I’m definitely feeling the pain at this point. Hopefully I can get some rest before tomorrow night’s game. It’s been a long time since I stayed up so late to watch a playoff game. I’m definitely getting too old for this crap.