I was doing great watching the games downstairs (On the nice TV). Although the Pens vs. Sens early match up wasn't what I thought it would be, the later games really were starting to heat up. I was riveted by the Sharks vs. Preds game late in the 3rd period. I was thrilled when my old buddy J.P. Dumont tied the game to send to overtime. WOW! Funny, because it almost seemed like all the Preds fans did not know what to expect when the horn blew. Anyway I stayed downstairs for the 1st overtime.
Then "The Wife" says come on and watch game up here. She feels at home when EVERYONE is in bed, the doors are locked, and the lights are out. So, knowing better, I said OK. Fortunately I think the Preds TV crew were unprepared for another intermission, so not much good stuff there, while I tried to get situated in my new playoff hockey watching environment. As soon as I jumped into bed, I looked up to realize/remember the first flaw in this plan. This TV SUCKS compared to downstairs!
Then I try like crazy to get comfortable which is critical, while at the same time, very dangerous. First trying get two pillows in a folded over twice in position to prop my head up just right. Not too much though, otherwise I'll get a crink in my neck. What a hassle! Finally I get comfortable, and I realize too comfortable, but I don't care. I'm staying!
Then, of course, my wife, who just had to have me come up to bed, is immediately out like a light. You know what this means. NOISE! A snort here and there. A little talking in her sleep. Constantly flip flopping, kicking the covers, and arm & leg on me.
Finally, my comfort gives way during the second overtime. I start the dozing. You know, where you let your eyes close for just a few seconds at a time, while you listen to the action??? Next thing I know, it's 2:00 in the morning and I pop up to see what I missed and I'm staring at the static DirecTV logo on the screen. Great!
Then come to find out there's an unbelievable 5-overtime game going on, on the other channel. Of course my ability to use a remote was lost as soon as I got my pillows just right. Lesson learned: DO NO WATCH PLAYOFF HOCKEY IN BED!!!