Sunday, November 21, 2021

Ruskie Michael Jordan

The hiking continued near Mercer Slough Environmental Education Center.

There are weird white berries in the area that I assume would double kill me.

We had a good laugh about how much richer people are out here than Missouri when we spotted this wine storage business. Help! I have too much wine! I have a place to store my wine back in St. Louis called Schnucks.

Then it was back to the hospitality grindstone. The beatings will continue until morale improves!

Today the challenger was the Washington Capitals.

One of the tunnel clubs features a bedazzled WNBA basketball. Can never have too many of those, I say.

Some of the teams like to warm up by playing little games in the hallway. This can be quite the spectacle because the rich fans walk through here as well and want to gawk. Maybe the ultimate crime, possibly punishable by death, would be to take pictures of them.

I don't know that much about hockey, and even less about any players that aren't on the St. Louis Blues, but I did notice that one of the Capitals players was wearing a hoodie that read "Well I'm not Michael Jordan" on the back. I was intrigued so googled it and this was Alexander Ovechkin, a Russian who is "widely regarded as one of the greatest goal scorers of all time and holds the record for the most power play goals in NHL history".

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