Tuesday, August 26, 2008

Shanny

Can you picture Brendan Shanahan waking up at exactly 6 am, wearing a Detroit Red-Wings Old Tyme Hockey shirt, ripped up from his Cup days in HockeyTown., boxer briefs, and a a pair of socks walking out of his house to pick up his paper? I can, surprisingly easily. I picture him with a steaming cup of coffee, strutting outside with birds chirping, a 2007 Pathfinder with a Ranger License Plate Frame. He picks up the paper, saying aloud, "I don't need pants, I'm Brendan Shanahan." He goes upstairs, kisses his wife, and picks up his skates.

I like to live in a world where these kind of things happen.

1 comment:

Unknown said...

Except when I see it, he comes upstairs and kisses ME. ME, dammit! :)