Originally Posted by gomestar
I had gone 4 very happy years living in Manhattan without a TV. In fact, I insisted.
But then the playoffs happened, and who the fuck am I kidding. We took delivery of a 40" Sony last week and the cable guys will be here in the morning.
Right? We got a 57" for an engagement gift from someone who knew we were hockey fans. We were engaged early April, got the TV a few weeks later, just in time for playoffs. Now its 6 years later and we're looking at 60" for the big lr wall.
FTR, I was just telling my wife how I feel like a pussy now cause I can't stay up to watch the late games anymore, even when I'm off work. Being a dad is fucking exhausting. I remember as a kid, and in college, staying up al of April, and when my wife and I were pregnant with the first kid, we LIVED at the Garden during the playoffs. We joked if our daughter was born early, we'd name her Madison after her place of birth, cause we were there every other night for what seemed like all of April and into May.