A completely unrelated Photoshop making its way around the interwebtuals (and yes, Selke is spelled wrong)
When the playoffs roll around, things that were largely useless bits of tid during the regular season become interesting anecdotals. Here are a few:
As we told you last week, the Flyers are being refused service by Dee Jay’s Ribs, the West Virginia restaurant that Peter Laviolette, when speaking to reporters after last Sunday's game in Pittsburgh, attributed with an assist in the Flyers' five straight wins at the Consol Energy Center (at the time). The lack of post-game ribs didn't seem to matter last night, though. And today Wayne Simmonds was asked about not getting to enjoy the usual post-game meal: [quoticals via Pittsburgh Post-Gazette reporter Seth Rorabaugh]
“I guess that’s his choice. It’s his business. We’ll get ribs somewhere. Obviously he’s got good ribs but I don’t think they’re the best in the world.”
Claude Giroux, however, might not be looking for ribs. He’s a grilled cheese guy. Since today is National Grilled Cheese Daddy (yeah, I didn’t know either), he expressed his love:
Video after the jump of Giroux explaining how he likes his done (can you tell the news cycle has slowed down?).
Finally, what are the Flyers doing during their downtime in the Shit City? FIFA. Lots of it.
Writing in his blog on Philly.com, Zac Rinaldo let us inside his room, which he is sharing with Matt Read:
We got to Pittsburgh around 4 o’clock yesterday afternoon and the first thing we did was hook up the Play Station 3 in my room. We played video games and hung out for a good part of the night. I’d say we had six to eight guys at a time in my room, the guys would come in and out. The majority of the team was there at one point.
They wanted to check out who we were playing.
We like to play FIFA Soccer. We played a round robin tournament with a couple of us.
Jake Voracek is sick on FIFA. It’s soccer, and those Czechs are pretty good at soccer. I wouldn’t expect any less from them.
We got back to the hotel after dinner and did the same thing again: played video games. It’s a good way to kill some time.
Got back to the hotel and played some FIFA with Reader (Matt Read) for a bit. We have a big hotel room where we all hang out. There was about seven of us in the room and we watched the third period of the LA / Vancouver game
Peh— me and my Tottenham Hotspur would own Jakub Voracek. He’s too busy scoring overtime winners, anyway.
Fluffy G video after the jump.