I know this is three posts about boys in a row. Deal with it.
There are crushes, and then there is Bryan Berard.
The NHL and its players union have agreed, in principal, on an agreement that will almost assuredly bring hockey back next season. The boys could start returning to camp in September. Living in Seattle, I don’t follow hockey all that closely, but after the two years I spent in New York being a diehard fan, I’m just happy knowing it’s going on. Which means I was a little less than happy this past winter. And we all know that you horde happiness like a lunatic during winter in Seattle. That’s because, due to the lack of light between November and March here, you ARE a lunatic. So the news that hockey will return next fall makes me all kinds of giddy. I’ll spend the rest of the summer deciding which team to follow next season. That’s how full of glee I am.
As I was looking for pictures of hockey players to include with this post, I searched for Bryan Berard and found this:
Yep, that’s a picture of my boy at last year’s Triple A All Star game. He plays baseball too? Shoot me now.
Forget anyone I ever talk about in Crush of the Week. Forget any ex-boyfriend I ever mention. Forget the college football player I had a crush on all through my junior and senior years in high school. It’s only ever been about one man, and that man is Bryan Berard.
And now that I have seen a picture of him playing baseball (a picture I would make my wallpaper if I wasn’t leaving this job, and this computer, in ONE WEEK!), I’ve officially decided that the team I will follow next season is whichever one Berard plays for.
Now that that decision has been made, I’ll spend the rest of the summer deciding where I want to have the number 34 tatooed on my body. I’m thinkin’ my butt.