Flyers Vs. Caps Game 4.

45 seconds into the game it was already 1-0 with a brawl. It was going to be a great game. And it WAS! The 3rd period blew the roof off the building, it was easily twice as loud in there than it was on Tuesday night. Unreal. We finally sat in a section where no one minded our rowdiness at all. I think everyone we went with went home with a blistering headache from screaming all night, and no voice at all. After the game winning goal in double overtime it was so loud I had to scream to talk to Kev who sat next to me. That was before we had a glorious pile on to celebrate in the stands. My rib, which I bruised at the bike race on Saturday, is full on raging inside of me now. So painful. I should probably go to the doctor, but like most american's I have no insurance. Bummer. It'll heal. This post is going to be short because in all the mayhem I don't really remember much from the game other than tons of heckle's, bryana being wasted by the middle of the first period, and a huge fucking win to go up 3 games to 1 over the sissy Caps. Oh I also made it into the Washington Post after the Tuesday night game. "Midway through the third period of this demoralizing 6-3 loss, 20,000 people in fluorescent orange howled for their World Extreme Cagefighters, and a crowd in the upper bowl chanted vulgarities at Ovechkin that went beyond the bounds of loutish fan behavior" Yeah that was yours truly starting that bit of trouble. USA! USA! USA!

good day. it's 80 degrees out, go outside dorks.

The Entire Last Week, Thursday April 10th-April 16th

Thursday brought the best weather of the year thus far and I spent from 11am till 9pm outdoors. My dogs probably hated it but the day was way too good. First KevSomm and I went to a few grocery stores looking for some grub, we found the most ghetto ass store ever up off of Aramingo and Castor Ave's. I blew a huge snot rocket in the middle of an aisle and as we left Kev almost fought some wigger. So we ride back home then head downtown to kill time before the Flyers Pep Rally. We chilled in Rittenhouse Sq and hollered at babes and somehow it actually worked. I yelled "yerp" at some girl and she turned around and came over and sat down and ate her lunch with us. AWKWARD! No clue who she was. Then her friend who she was meeting there came and did the same. Weird. Then Kev's girlfriend and her friend came. We were surrounded by babes. We also got some sweet flashes of the girls undies. More awkwardness. After this we went to 30th Station to see the Flyers off to Washington to start the playoffs. After that I went to Viva Las Vegans with my friend Chris who was at 30th St as well. That place kinda rules but left me even more hungry after I left. I went from there to 2nd and Market to meet up with Jon Louden, we went down to Jinxed to see Ralph and Shakey saw a shitty band crash their van while driving down 4th st and a bunch of weirdo's. Then up to the bike shop (how white of us!) where I talked to Bryan about my new bike. From here we went back to Rittenhouse Sq to meet up with Andrew to grab some Lazaro's Pizza for the Paint It Black pre show dinner. In the Square we had the most ridiculous conversation i've ever had with Classic Keg Stand Kenny and 2 other Couriers. Talking about jerking off while riding our bikes and wether it would be difficult to do or not. Turns out it is probably easy. So we left there and head down to lazaro's. We meet up with Scott, Tina, and Stephanie and grab food then head to Rita's for water ice. From there we go over to 13th and Sansom St's. for the Paint It Black show on the street. INSANITY. There must have been over 600 people in the street for this, the whole street was shut down and it was packed for a whole city block. There was even people sitting at the local restraunts eating out side on the sidewalk and had no clue what was about to happen. The sound was terrible, but the "stage dives" out of the tree's were outrageous. This will go down in history as one of the greatest shows in Philadelphia punk rock history. Then I went home.

Friday brought a quiet night watching the Flyers 1st game against Washington. Terrible ref's. As usual. Ended up losing and put me in a bad mood.

Saturday was Re-Load's April Fools Race. 350 people from RVA to Japan to NYC to who knows where else showed up.  Complete ridiculousness ensued. I met up with my fellow Team Brutaltron riders and headed to the Art Museam to start the festivities. I can't remember much since by the time we got done I was drunk throwing shit at people at the after party. However Team Brutaltron did win a brand new award named after our team from here and forever know as the Team Brutaltron Award For Most Awesomest Team. Stellar.

Sunday I watched the Flyers game, and they completely manhandled Washington. 3-0 win. SICK! After this I met up with a sweet lady Jessie and grabbed dinner at New Harmony then came back to my house to watch Trailor Park Boys. Then drove her home.

Monday hung out with Jessie again and watched a Buddhist movie at her house and she drove me home at 3am. On the way we get pulled over cause her headlight is out. On her way back home she got pulled over again by the same cop!!! Chong as hell.

Tuesday. HOLY SHIT. I went to the Flyers first home playoff game, it was fucking incredible. So god damn loud. Fuck Ovechkin chants, throwing soda at caps fans, and generally being out of control. Everyone we went with lost their voices, got headaches from screaming so much, and went home high from so much excitement. Seriously the best hockey game I have ever seen. The Flyers showed how much better and deeper the team is than Washington. Even with the ref's trying to give Washington the game AGAIN!, they held out and came on top 6-3. I've never heard a sporting event as loud as it was in that building. And rumour has it, you could hear the chants we started, Fuck Ovechkin, HHHHHHUUUUUEEEEETTTTT and ASSSSHHHOOOOLLLLEEEE. We came to get down and dirty and that's just what we did.

Then me and Kev Somm rode back home but I ditched him to go to Jessie's house which was on the way anyways. I was there till 1am. 

Then I slept.

AWESOME.

Modern Life Is War, Braindead, War Hungry, Disnihil and Hallows. April 3rd @ the Church

I must have seen Modern Life Is War about 7 times before but never once actually heard them or watched them play. They seemed to play with bands I liked but I never bothered with them. Tonight was their last show in Philly, so I figured I'd give them a chance. Eh. I could do without them. They remind me of some band off of Revelation Records from the mid 90's but I can't for the life of me think of who it is. Kids were into them, but I dunno, maybe if I was more familiar with them it would have been better? They didn't really seem into it themselves so whatever.

Braindead was off. Esun I don't think could hear anything that was going on. But still they were good. Even know I heckled them relentlessly. But that's to be expected from me.

War Hungry had some good parts to their songs but overall I wasn't too into it. They could be alot better if you ask me.

Disnihil however were unreal. Heavy, noisey, and loud. ALOT like Unsane. Awesome.

Hallows- Learn how to sing asshole!

After the show I got a ride home so I didn't have to walk to the EL in the pouring rain, big thanks to Jon Louden's friend ( I can't remember his name for some reason) for the ride!

On our way to the car I ran into a real old friend Nell. She came up to me and was like holy shit Mike! I knew you were here, I heard someone yell "learn how to sing asshole" and knew it had to be you. We talked for a bit and decided that my ghost should haunt the Church and when it does people will hear heckling and not know where it's coming from and when ever there is a show, if they still have shows there when I'm dead, people up front will feel like someone is walking on their heads but there won't be anyone doing it, just my ghost!

That made me smile though, I felt like it made me a Philadelphia institution. I win.

Good show over all, and Zac from The Front Page and History told me that a band I used to be in, is what got him to want to start a band in the first place. My ego is enormous now. Look out!

LIghten Up, Stay Sharp and a bunch of other bands I've never heard of. 19th and Catharine St's THEN Weston @the Khyber.

Last night I rode down from Port Richmond to South Philly for this show. We show up at 7:15 and the show was supposed to start at 7 but no one had played yet. Typical. So we sat around watching the Flyers game, which they fucking won 3-0 and clinched a playoff spot!!!!, and made fun of people. There were some total babes there, mainly the girl Heather who lives there, and another babe who after saying she hated hockey, I told her she was ugly. So it goes.

Anyways Stay Sharp went on when there was about 5 mins left in the game so I missed 3/4 of their set. If their guitar player would have stayed plugged in they would have been great. Sorry Scott! Then after about 15 mins Lighten Up played. They sounded good even know Perry kept pulling the mic cord out of the PA all night long. We hung around for a bit afterwards and decided to head to Old City. I left the group and went to Govinda's and got a sweet fake chicken wrap then rode to the Weston show at the Khyber.

I got there just as the Ergs were finishing, which rules because that band sucks balls. I went in and immediately saw a ton of kids from 10 years ago. It ruled. Almost all of the crew from the 12th and Reed vs. 4th and Queen St wars were there. We all hung out caught up and had a blast, then Weston took the stage. Man I love this band. They played for like 2 hours which was way longer than needed. But they did play almost ALL of "Got Beat Up" which fucking ruled. They even played "heartbreak sandwich" which I have never once seen them play live before. This was easily the 30th time I saw them and even know they aren't young and hyper anymore, they were still alot of fun. There were some complete douchebags there but what can you do?

Push them halfway across the room so they smash their heads on the steps. Good Job Justin!!

Great night, Flyers in the playoffs, Good friends, and Weston. 

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