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Saturday is Hockey Day in Canada, and OFB is celebrating it in spirited style. Mr. and Mrs. Gustafsson are hosting a day- and evening-long multi-media and culinary indulgence at Chez Gustaffson. We’re frying a turkey, sipping tapped beer, and of course wearing touques — our only opportunity to do so this winter.
We’re especially eager to put some faces, handshakes, and hugs to a handful of hockey bloggers we’ve largely come to know only through e-ether since our inception last autumn. And at midnight Saturday Gustafsson and Japer’s begin celebrating their respective birthdays. Here’s hoping that by that point in the proceedings we’ve witnessed two points secured in Sunrise and a mystery female guest initiate her body being painted in the molding of a Caps’ sweater. If it’s good enough for Gilbert Arenas’ birthday, it’s good enough for Gustafsson.
We’ll transform the Gustafsson basement into our own private province — and what happens in TouqueLand stays in TouqueLand. All the more important to have this take place tomorrow while the mercury here reputedly will reach 70; I’ve asked the Gustafssons to have desk fans directed at my recliner and slabs of dry ice placed on my armrests. I will make the best of the conditions outdoors — I’m bringing a set of street hockey sticks, and Team OFB will take on all sneakered comers during intermissions.
Who sings the opening anthem for Hockey Day in Canada? Why Bob and Doug McKenzie and Geddy Lee, of course. Remember, Take off to the Great White North, it’s a beauty way to go.