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Epic beards for epic people.
Every year, I grow a playoff beard if my dearly beloved Boston Bruins make the playoffs. For those who are unaware of the playoff beard, it is when the team or individual players all start growing a beard for the playoffs. Team unity and all that. A bunch of guys I know did it too but most had to trim it somewhat for their jobs. Fortunately for me, my girlfriend loves hockey and beards. So this year was no different. April 14th starts the first game between the Bruins and the evil Canadians. I shave completely. Unfortunately, I don't have a picture of me clean shaven as I almost always have a beard. But for now, let us look at the past, several years earlier. My beard is a bit infamous. At all the TL meet ups at various events I've been to (WCG GF, BlizzCon, WWI), my one identifier was the epic beard I always have. Easily noticeable. At one event, I nearly shaved it off after the first day to fuck with people but my beard is too awesome for that teenage shit. For now, let's look at the beard from a younger Dk.
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Sea, cowering in the presence of my mighty beard, along with Kennigit.
The Maestro and Haji wishing they could grow facial hair.
Trevor: This time, my playoff beard reigns victorious over your Canucks! ^_^
Fast forward to April 14th. I'm clean shaven and my face is cold. I thought it'd last one series, maybe two. I didn't think my Bruins would do much but I'd cheer them on as hard as I can. They nearly lose to the evil Habs but hang on to win. Then they sweep the Flyers after our historic collapse last year. (Philly sucks. At everything). Up next is the Lightning. THREE ROUNDS? This is awesome. The Lightning give me many, many heart attacks and drunken nights but the Bruins manage to take it to seven and win it in Boston. The last time these Bruins were in the Stanley Cup was in 1991 against the Oilers. I was three and unfortunately, do not remember anything. This time would be different. And it would be. Game seven was the 15th. I was drinking heavily that night. There was about twelve of us, crowded into a small room watching the game. There were no pink hat fans here. This was legit, hardcore Bruins fans drinking their asses off. We'd either be angry and drunk, raging all over the house about how hockey sucks and Canada doesn't deserve to win. Especially Vancouver. Burrows is a bitch. But no, it was the Bruins time to end their 41 year drought. And we take out the champagne. Unfortunately, I have to work at six the next morning. The beard would last 65 days.
+ Show Spoiler [Day 65, moments before shaving] +
Shaving is srs biz.
STANLEY CUP BEARD.
For some reason, I didn't take a picture afterwards. But here is me from the other day, passed out on the beach. Celebrating Bruins glory.
I have a horrible, horrible beard tan.
BOSTON!