Most mornings following Flyers games, I wake up, check out some links, write a couple of witty paragraphs, find a funny screen grab, and post the AM Puck. Today, however, I started to do that, then read that Hip Hop was dead, clicked my heels, and changed direction (mascot deaths always come first).
Back to the Flyers…
They stunk last night. Ms. CB hooked it up with some free suite tickets (true love), so, thankfully, the free beer, cheesesteaks, and Crab Fries sort of kept me from noticing the lackluster effort, Bryz being average again, and the severely depleted defense.
The Flyers lost, 4-2.
Nothing of consequence really happened, but here’s a full body pic of the Winter Classic uniforms courtesy of (@TheOrangeUpdate):
And your Bill Clement quote of the night comes from (@rdubbz):