First, there was Monday, Jan 4th, against LA. For those who've forgotten how that went, let me refresh your memory. The final score was 6-2. The Kings were up by 3 by the end of the first. The Sharks played well for about all of 10 minutes, and then the wheels fell off, the engine fell out, Joker got away, and everyone decided to go home. They just happened to leave their bodies skating around the ice. Or, as Coach Todd calls it, Globetrotting.
So then there was the game against the Blues on Wednesday. That game was infinitely better. The Sharks won 2-1 in OT. Both Mason and Nabby were ridiculous and got stars.
Then there was last night's game.
It was pretty much a big pile of poop.
The cool things about Saturday all happened before the game.
(the SHORT version is here)
As some of you may know, we here at Couch Tarts are active commenting members over at FeartheFin as well. We met up with a few (like 14ish) of our fellow FTFers pre game at the Firehouse for some brews and pre game food. (the caesar salad was good but HUGE) We took up a large portion of the back of the bar and were being rowdy and generally making with the merry when all of a sudden someone says "Hey! Isn't that Danny Miller?" (that's the Sharks in house announcer and intermission/tv time out activities guy) We all spin around to find a closed bathroom door. It's indicated to us that he went in to the men's room, which of course we all sit there staring at in the hopes he'd come out. Conico decides he wants to get Miller's attention, and, after watching Danny Miller fuss with the towel dispenser (don't ask), he exits to the uproarious sound of "DANNY MILLLLLLLEEEERRRRRR!!!!"
I often find that the best way to terrify someone is to draw attention to them right as they exit the bathroom. Especially if they're a semi public figure. Alerting everyone to the fact that they're there and just answered nature's call isn't awkward or creepy at all. Wait, why are they running away...?!
Nice going, Conico.
Danny Miller seems a little shy and awkward around people outside his job, (which is no surprise. A lot of people who do live performance type work are really rather shy), but he strides over and says "Let me guess. Sharks fans?"
There was just a hint of sarcasm as all but one of us were in Sharks jerseys. The other dude was in a Red Wings tshirt. When questioned about it, he said that he had to be a Wings fan, because he was Russian. To which Danny Miller said, "You're from Russia? The Red Wings are from Detroit." Everyone, even the Wings fan, busted up.
He actually remembered that a large group of FTFers has been at the game on the 26th of Dec and that he'd spoken to one of the writers randomly over the summer. We told him that two of us were celebrating birthdays, and got a small meet up together in honor of the occasion. He was super nice, and, after making a quip about how he'd never gotten a phone number in a bar that quickly before, he took Conico's number down so he could call him and let him know if he could get him into any of the trivia or on ice intermission activities. This lead to a large number of jokes, mostly at Conico's expense.
Miller ends up needing to run, he had to get to work after all, but before he leaves he says he'll buy us birthday folks drinks. Dude! Not only is that super awesome, he didn't have to do that at all.
Conico gets a call about 30min later. It's Danny Miller! Holy balls! H called to let Conico know that he couldn't get him into any of the stuff as the activities were already full. He didn't have to call and tell him that.
That was classy.
It's at this point that we discover that not only did he stop to chat, took K's number, called him back, and paid for our drinks, he really paid for over HALF of our tab! Super class!
Conico thanked him profusely. We all left completely amazed by his generosity.
Thank you Danny Miller. You made our night.