such an Antro-lover PPP

whenever I see that name (Antro) I think of the Replacements song “Androgynous.”

way to antro-up for his birthday!

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Reason – Failing to realize that Nik the Stick refers the Borschevsky.

That was EPIC FAILURE on the Borschevsky reference.

I knew, just by the screen shot of the video, that it was the goal of my life.

That goal always makes me teary eyed.

“Oh. Unbelievable.”

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i was referring to winkle’s post, the only point where Antro’s name is.

It’s my birthday too. :)

I can’t see the video because I’m at work

Also I did not state anything that wasn’t true, regardless of what the original topic may have entailed does not change the fact that PPP is an Antro-lover.

1993…1993…
For some reason, that date just rings a bell, but for the life of me I cannot remember why?
Oh, yeah. Now I remember…

Why is this goal so important anyway? It seems like something everyone here holds near and dear to their blue and white hearts.

The fact alone that Antropov has become one of my most reliable fantasy players speaks volumes about Nik the Trik and how far he has come for the Leafs. Kazakhstan, glorious nation indeed.

And, and, and, Nik lives in Canada all year because his love for the city could not be unabated. Beat that #13.

My idea of a b’day gift for Nik: http://www.thoseshirts.com/muerto.html

It’s Nik “the Stick”‘s birthday! I’ve been so under the weather this week, I nearly missed the big moment. Glad PPP was there to celebrate it for me. To add to the celebration, and to fill in those who don’t remember little Nikki, here’s the reprinted finale from my first ever post, The Playoffs Remembered. Happy Birthday, Nikolai! I’ll always remember the time we had in Yorkville.

1993, 1st round vs. Red Wings. In Detroit. Here’s what I remember: I was 17, she was 16. It was our two month anniversary. We were gonna do it for the first time. I bought flowers, chocolate, and made a nice dinner. We watched the Leaf game. I never really imagined they would win this series, but I cheered for them all the same. After Wendel and Dougie tied it in the third, I decided I couldn’t take the tension, and didn’t want the heartbreak of an overtime loss to spoil our “special moment”. We turned off the TV and the lights, and put on Q107 to get us in the mood. We started getting hot and heavy, in that clumsy, awkward teenage way, which isn’t really hot at all, when suddenly the song on the radio, mid-way through, was interupted by the Q107 announcer. It was a flurry of hollering and mad excitement, frantic ecstacy penetrating our most sacred, divine, and tender moment. “What was that?” she said. “I think the Leafs won in overtime”, I replied. “I thought I heard him say Borschevsky”. “No”, she said, looking up at me, and then down below, “what was that?”. “Oh”, I said, “I think I got a little too excited. Sorry.”

And that is why I will always remember Game Seven against Detroit, 1993, and why my Leaf jersey has number 16, Borschevsky, on the back.