Reunited and It Feels So Good

Hello everyone. All four of you or whatever who are still reading even though I am lame. Thank you, btw.

So last night I went to the Wild prospects game. It was fun. The end.

No, no, I have more to say. First, you can read my reviews from previous years. Here. And here. Also I got interviewed once when I made a genius prediction.

So yes. The only Bulldog there was Fontaine, but that was ok. Zucker was there, and Son of Mikko, and Coyle, and Phillips, and others. Fontaine was on a line with Zucker and Granlund, which is a pretty nice compliment for Fonz. He made some nice passes that I saw, and looked like he fit really well with those two. I mean, Granlund and Zucker are no Jack and Mike Connolly, but they’ll do in a pinch. Also there were a lot of things I didn’t see because I have the attention span of an amoeba.

There were three downsides to the evening. One was that Team White managed to come back from a 3 goal deficit, scoring the game-tying goal with the extra attacker while Fonz, Granlund and Zucker were out there. It was like watching a UMD game. Ugh. Also, for the creeper/autograph line, they split up the players into four groups, so I didn’t get to see them all.

The worst part of the night, by far, was the concessions. I was very hungry, and decided to have some ice cream. My dad always gets malt cups at tUMD games so I thought oh, hey, I’ll get a malt cup. Then I opened the malt cup and it looked like this:

Who would eat this?? This is not the color, texture or consistency of a malt cup. This is an ABOMINATION in a cup. All American Cup, my badonkadonk. More like All Wisconsonian Cup, if it’s lucky. I don’t even know if that’s a word. I don’t care. I asked an old man who was working as an usher if he thought it was an acceptable malt cup and he said no. I had to exchange it for a Dilly Bar. Blah.

So I had to choose between seeing Zucker, seeing Son of Mikko, or seeing Fonz. I chose to see Fonz, and I definitely chose wisely. This is what happened to everyone who got in the Son of Mikko line:

Anyway, after an annoying amount of line-waiting (live-Tweeted by me!), I got up to Fontaine. Here is a transcript:

Me: Hi Justin, how are you?

Justin (signing): Good, thanks for coming [or something].

Me: Did you have a good time playing with your linemates? [1. This is not a direct quote. 2. Stop it.]

Justin: Yeah, they’re pretty good.

Me: Well… we miss you at UMD!

Justin (realizing I’m that crazy person who talked about my hair falling out during the 2011 championship rally): SECURITY!

The end.