Greetings from press row…

Last night, I took quite the tumble. Whilst carrying a bounty of Christmas presents downstairs to wrap, I slipped on the second stair and proceeded to hit my tailbone on every single step on the way down to the basement floor. In case you are wondering, yes, the presents are fine and all accounted for. I, on the other hand, I’m a little banged up. I tried riding it out, but as of 9am this morning, I am officially on the IR with an upper AND lower body injury. Since I don’t think the opposing teams are keeping tabs on me or my injuries, I can say that I cracked my tailbone and busted 3 ribs.

Holy buckets. That hurt.

Normally I walk around between periods, but seeing as I mistook the basement stairs for a sledding hill last night, this gives me ample time to put up a post over here on HGM about my displeasure about this evenings events.

Let me start of by saying I am a little perturbed. Scratch that. A lot perturbed. It is the first intermission of the Admirals vs. Bulldogs game here at the BMO Harris Bradley Center in Milwaukee. It is the first and ONLY time this season that the Bulldogs grace us with their presence this regular season. Why is this of importance? Because I am a HUGE Mike Commodore fan. Mr. Commodore is currently on the roster for Hamilton, and so I put myself together enough to get to the arena because this was going to be my only chance to see him play.

Well guess what.

HE’S NOT PLAYING.

I saw him briefly as he ran up and down the stairs before the arena opened up. It gave me false hope that he and his flowing red locks (which really aren’t flowing right now…) would be playing in tonight’s fete. Instead, I was greeted by a sad roster that was missing #22 just before the game started.

There you have it folks. My Sunday evening rant on the fact that Mike Commodore isn’t playing. Back to the game, puck is about to drop on the second period. And in case you are wondering, the Ads are leading 1-0… Woo!

UPDATE:

I opened up my direct messages on twitter and suddenly, all was right with the world.