"Why don't you call me some time when you have no class?"

What, you don't know where that quote comes from? That's too bad, because it's part of a theme I've got cooked up here for the next month and a half here.

That's right, Gross Misconduct is going Back To School.


Legends don't get PhotoShopped.

Starting tonight, the next month and a half will be loaded with college hockey action and given that I'm located in a nice region to get a healthy dose of a lot of games up close and personal and since Gross Misconduct will be in Washington, D.C. for the Frozen Four I figured we're taking things up another notch.

I'm delivering the Triple Lindy right in your face and I'm going to make it that much easier to tag along for the ride, and there's no way that Billy Zabka can stop it either.


Triple Lindy in your face, Zabka!

The warm-up act this weekend - we're geeking out.

Hardcore.

Gross Misconduct will be firmly entrenched in Troy where the natives of R.P.I. are restless and struggling mightily while the rival they hate the most (Clarkson College) is coming into town along with their potentially NCAA-bound travel partners (St. Lawrence University) from the northern reaches of Potsdam, New York.

Thanks to the beauty of the Interweb, you can come along for the ride.

Sure, I'll be there in attendance at the game and snapping photos of anyone egregious and God help anyone committing jersey fouls because I'll make you famous here... but, if you're at home or have a rad high-tech phone to follow along with such things, you can do so with me thanks to Twitter.

No, I still can't wrap my head around it but I do know that I can fire questions at fake Mike Milbury and fake John Tortorella and it amuses me greatly. It also lets me post updates thanks to my phone and text messages and, yeah, all this freaking technology and it blows my mind.

We'll be giving it a run for the money tonight and tomorrow night from Troy, Tweeting (there's GOT to be a better way to phrase this) updates from the game and just so long as I'm not taken into custody or told to knock it the hell off... we'll keep at it and keep it fun cause that's how I like to do it.

So mark it off, get your computers set to follow along either right here (there's a Twitter box on the side of the page, it's neat and handy) or go to my Twitter page (feel free to follow me if you're a Twit too) while either watching the game on Time Warner 3 (if you're in the Capital District of New York) or on the radio, WRPI will be handling duties for both games this weekend and those guys rock.

7 p.m. starts for both games - and don't do it just for me or just for yourself...

Do it for Burt Young.


"What'd I tell you? My name is Lou, not fuckin' Paulie."