Believe it or not, this is actually my first trip to the Coliseum since the sluggish days of the preseason, having been derailed first by vacation, and then by jury duty. I have to be honest: I haven’t really missed it.
Case in point, there is a bird literally flying through the rafters as I type, narrowly avoiding the assorted hanging banners. So if you suddenly see something on Rick DiPietro’s shoulder midway through the first period, you’ll know where it came from.
A few updates:
OK, I’ll have more later…