We are 15 minutes into the fifth period of the fifth game of the Stanley Cup Finals and I am running out of gas. Instead of dropping stitches on the anniversary gift I'm knitting while watching the game, I've mysteriously made 4 extra ones. How the hell did that happen? It's easy enough to fix and would probably be error free if not for this game.
If I had a hat, I'd tip it toward Pittsburgh's goalie. Damn, he is amazing. If he would only close his eyes for 2 seconds, maybe I could close mine for 6 hours.
ETA: It is 12:17 AM EST and we are entering the 6th period of playoff hockey. I have grabbed toothpicks from the kitchen in order to prop my eyelids open. And Don Cherry is either color blind, or gets dressed in the dark; I can't decide. I can't quite tell if his suit is the palest greenish grey pinstripe or what. I do see plainly that the bright red handkerchief and flower on his lapel clash with both the suit and tie and still, I'm mesmerized by it all.
ETA: I watched 2 back to back hockey games last night and went to bed exhausted. Let Don and Barry tell you all about it. I'm still tired and still trying to fix these extra 4 stitches I picked up. BTW, what do you think of this suit?