Those men being CIO alumnus, cartoonist and noted sexual deviant Michael Winters and Oilogosphere kingpin, legal eagle and friend of Ron McLean, Tyler Dellow. For Mr. Winters, a man who likes his pints as much as I do, it was his first trip to this fine establishment.
One thing I enjoy about Toronto is that there are uncut gems everywhere. I have lived here for nearly twenty three years, on and off, and yet I am fully aware that there are neighbourhoods whose surfaces remain unscratched (untainted maybe a better word) by my presence. And so it is that my area of the city remains an unknown expanse to many, bordered by the Greektown to the immediate west, little India (butter fucking chicken man) to the southwest and the Beach to the southeast.
We three last got together late in the winter with the plan to meet again come playoff time. We all know how that worked out. So we had a few drinks and caught up and the amusing thing about our meeting is that while the Oilers are what brought us together originally, so to speak, when we made the first tentative connections outside of cyberspace (you're meeting some guy you only know from the Internet!?) this time conversation did not turn to them until a couple of hours into our meeting. We spoke briefly about the club then but quickly turned our attentions to topics far more engaging.