I’ll be honest, I was cheering against the Bruins in the Stanley Cup finals. One of my closest friends was an Ice Girl for them (kinda like a hockey cheerleader) and, like most people, she has mixed feelings about her former employer. So in solidarity, I rooted ardently for the  Canucks.


I wasn’t about to turn down a fabulous weekend with the Bruins at the MGM Grand at Foxwoods. I mean, how many chances does a girl have to get up close and personal with Lord Stanley himself??

We had an awesome time, bowling with the guys at High Rollers, where I watched Milan Lucic get three strikes in a row–all with a drink in one hand! Now that’s an athlete.

Eventually I realized that 5-inch Jimmy Choos and bowling make a rather wobbly, embarassing combination (I looked like a foal learning to walk) so I sat down and ended up getting a Stanley Cup history lesson from Tyler Seguin, who pointed out that the last time Boston won the cup, the engravers misspelled it  “BQSTQN.” Is their job really that hard? C’mon.

After bowling we all walked into Shrine nightclub together to a front and center of the table. Our roped-off section occupied the entire left half of the club and 20 security guards were positioned around. Hundreds of fans  spent the entire night screaming and straining to take pics of the guys.

The “I told you so” part of me was smugly glad that people really do care about hockey. The part that hates being caught looking wonky in candid photos was not.

We spent hours dancing and the boys held up the cup about 1000 times, the crowd freaking out every single time. But the biggest moment of the night was when the waitresses wheeled out a $100,000 bottle of Ace of Spades champagne. Yes, $100,000. What does that look like? So glad you asked:

Keep in mind that Zdeno Chara, the guy drinking, is 6’9 and the bottle is practically dwarfing him. But the best bestest moment came when they filled Lord Stanley with champagne and passed it around.

I gotta tell you darlings, I don’t think I’ve ever tasted anything so delicious. And so unsanitary.

Now if you’ll excuse me, I have a date with a few bottles of penicillin…


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