Been a bad boy – haven’t written for a couple days. Should have written about yesterday, the Feast of Saint Patrick. For some sad reason, Saint Patrick’s Day has devolved into a day about getting hammered on sickening amounts of beer and somehow getting through March 18th without vomiting all over your co-workers. The blessed Saint Patrick had nothing to do with getting drunk or eating copious amounts of corned beef. He only had something to do with bringing the Christian faith to Ireland.

But why worry about that sort of stuff when you can just drink so much that you have to puke all that corned beef up?

Yesterday is going to be a bigger day in the life of one New Jersey Devils goaltender Martin Brodeur. Last night, he notched his 552, victory breaking former Montreal Canadian/Colorado Avalanche goalie Patrick Roy’s record. Congrats to Sean Avery’s “favorite” goalie. The Eastern Conference leading Devils did beat the Chicago Blackhawks in Newark last night. And the Rangers beat the Canadians up in Montreal. Yeah, a Rangers team that is showing some heart. Too bad I missed both games.

Oh, and can someone please get Brodeur and his teammates some hedge clippers. This morning, I watched the replay of the postgame celebration. Trying to cut that thick goal netting with those scissors looked ridiculous.

Finally, a year ago yesterday I was knocked out trying to break up a fight between two drunks in front of church. It was holy week and I was opening the doors for church when I saw those two dopes going at it. Like a crazy person, I went down to try and break it up. Then, several hours later, I wake up in the hospital with a rather painful knot on the right side of my head. After months of treatment and therapy, the major concussion I sustained finally eased.

I got through yesterday without a scrape.