In the last home game before Halloween the Thrashers faced the Washington Capitals...AGAIN. We have only had 4 home games and 2 of them have been against the Caps. We were missing one of our heavy pieces of artillery, Ilya Kovalchuk, who is out with a broken foot.
Best thing about the night...my sign.
If that sign makes no sense to you, watch this:
Moose LOVED my sign. He gave me the "chin lift/head nod" and smiled. He also tried to shoot me a puck over the net, but it didn't go over. Several of the guys were laughing.
Warm Ups!
Pavs leading the pack.
Slava has totally lost his job of cleaning the pucks out of the net. Hainsey seems to like it now.
Lined up ready t shoot.
What's ah happenin' hot stuff?
Slater likes my sign. He laughed.
I have SOOO many pictures of Colby with his eyes closed, way more than anyone else.
Colby: Dear God, please don't let Ovetchkin be mad about me joking about egging his house. Amen.
David and Goliath part 2.
Antropov and Hainsey.
Crouching Moose Hidden Dragon (thanks for the inspiration, Kerry)
Stop laying down on the job, Max! Slater was banging on him with his stick, too.
Pevs looking a little bewildered.
Moose in the net.
Swarming Moose.
First Period!
So I went to my seat in 206 B and decided to scoot over to the little mini-role with only two seats. I could see the net better. Michelle took a picture of me. I had a nice little hidey-hole. Shauna was in 108 and said if nobody sat by her, I could sit with her. I decided not to because I liked where I was.
Opening face off.
Taking some early action down to the Washington zone, this didn't happen much.
More action
Max trying to get something going.
Piss pour. That's the only way to describe the crowd tonight. Embarrassingly empty. We can't fill the stadium and 1/2 of what we have are douchebags. AGH! Thank God for corporate sponsors or we'd be in trouble.
I got to see the most exciting event in hockey, a penalty shot. It would have been WAY more exciting had Slater got the goal.
So I was content in 206 until I looked down and saw where my friends Kerry and Randy were. HOLY CRAP! I texted them to see if they thought I could sneak down there and they said come on. I did. Best seats I've ever sat in.
*DISCLAIMER* Sitting in seats besides your own ticketed seats is against the rules and they do have the right to toss your ass out if they catch you. Now that that is out of the way...GOD those seats were awesome.
Yeah, WAY better picture taking from this vantage point.
Not sure what Thrash was dressed up as...some kind of cowboy with an afro.
Darren Elliot interviewing Jimmy Slater.
Second Period
We go in to the 2nd period down 2-0 and out shot 13-8. Surely it would get better.
Second period opening face-off.
Ovie: So Army, I hear you are going to egg my house big time.
Army: Dude it was just a joke for a video.
Varlie tossing the ref the puck.
Face off.
Action in front of Varlie, always a good thing.
Varlie tracking the puck.
Varlie trying to get Antropov's big ass out of his way.
One of my new favorite pictures of all time. Someone took a shot and Varlie very dramaticaly said "Net."
Bad pic alert. Way way up in the suites sits Kovy. I know he hates sitting up there.
Action back in the Washington Zone.
Now Thrash has his Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle costume on and his assistant was dressed as Batman.
Watch out, Pavs!
In the right corner of the picture you can see Poti and Army having some words.
They started having a little more than words.
Third Period! We went in to the 3rd period down 3-0 but we did out shoot them 13 to 8. Damn that Varlamov!
Serious Moose letting everyone on the ice.
Ummm, Brooks Laich. Me Laich-ie
Face off.
Chaos in front of Varlamov.
Ovie: You no throw eggs at my house.
Army: It was a joke
Ovie: Why I have Sidney Crosby shirt on?
Army: *sigh* it was just a promotional thing.
Ovie: Oh....I understand now. Your promotions suck. I do good commercials like "At eastern motors...you job you credit."
Get it in, guys!
Atlanta once again came alive in the third and really played well, once again it's too little, too late.
More chaos.
Kicking Thrashers ass is thirsty work.
Get it Pevs!
Yet another fantabulous stop.
Apparently getting your ass kicked is thirsty work, too.
Open your eyes, Kubina. It didn't hit you.
Once again the best sign ever makes an appearance. I met it's creator at practice the other day. She kicks as much ass as her sign does. This sign will never come out at the arena without me snapping a picture of it.
Photo-dork mecca!!! I got a shot of Todd White's goal. It's a little blurry, but woo hoo!!!
The final score was Capitals 4-3. It's super frustrating because this another game that we absolutely could have won. Had Slater made that penalty shot. Had we not given up possession in the first. Had Varlamov not been so fucking kicking ass. Get it together, Thrashers!!
