It isn’t often I can claim to be a good luck charm. In fact, most of the time I have the opposite effect (the dreaded PenguinPoop curse). But for one night I was a bringer of good fortune.
Literally the moment I arrived at Pennsbury Station (formerly Pennsbury Pub & Grille) and planted my keister on a bar stool, Evgeni Malkin sprang from the penalty box, took a long lead pass from Josh Archibald (?!) and snapped the puck beneath Brian Elliott’s pads to knot the score at 2-2. A happy harbinger of things to come.