I was going to write a whole Pens eulogy as soon as my emotions stop looking like splatter paint and just wash away. Some of that post would have been along the lines of, “Crosby is not the only player on the Penguins, everyone needs to get a freaking grip.”
Then Amanda sent us this.
That’s it. Sex hair’s gone (RIP), beard’s gone, teeth getting fixed tomorrow.
You want new and improved next season? You want to feel better right this instant? You want a birthday cake so you can wish to wake up tomorrow as this t-shirt? You got it.
In the meantime, Sid, I’m gonna need a sip of that water.
I mean. Holy hell.Tags: Pittsburgh Penguins, Sidney Crosby