Picture this:
The NHL all-star game was this last weekend. It is a 90% friendly game among the best of the best in hockey. Since nobody’s trying to hurt each other, you can often see a lot of entertaining hockey played by some of the biggest names in the sport.
My cousin has his own business. On Friday he got a voicemail offering him four tickets to watch the game from a vendor’s suite, plus four passes to the after party/hospitality thing with a bunch of the players.
If you like hockey, this is a dream telephone call, a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, something for which you'd reschedule an audience with the pope. So what did my cousin do? He didn’t bother checking his voicemail until today.
I feel so bad for him that I am vicariously in pain. I have changed my blog background to black in order to properly mourn. If you hear someone crying, that’s me. And probably him.
posted by Rob @ 12:56:00 PM
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4 Comments:
yeah, me too... ;-)
and where are your links? i can't know how to get to some folks' blogs directly!
Kind of hard to read the stuff in red with the new blog colors
I'm gonna go out on a limb here and actually comment on the post -- hoping that's allowed and all. ;) THAT is a horrible story. I am so sad for him. It definitely warrants the Italian widow black. Oh my. I'm mad you even told us because now I have to feel sad and bad about it too. Oh, the agony, seriously.
PS I have to admit, this isn't the easiest text/background combination. It's doable, though.
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