A good night to curl up with a good hockey team

Miserable, cold, gusty, overcast, gloomy, gray day here in Minnesota. The kind of day that makes you not wanna get out of bed in the morning. The kind of day that makes you want to go home at lunch, climb into a warm bed, and nap away the afternoon. The kind of day that makes you want to go home at the end of the workday, throw down some chow, pour yourself a single malt, open a bottle a bottle of pale ale, and flip on the tele to watch the defending national champions of college hockey battle a highly ranked foe from the east. Thank God I don't live in Duluth, St. Cloud, or Mankato.