Today, I parked at the Civic Arena (yes, that’s what it’s called.)
I noticed about a dozen people standing around one of the lot exits holding papers and jerseys and such.
Then just as I was about to step into the exit lane a black Porsche being driven by a Penguin whose face I couldn’t see, pulled to a stop next to me. The crowd descended on the car as the Penguin rolled down his window to oblige with autographs.
*It was at this point that I flung myself onto the hood of the car and screamed, “I LOVE YOU! WE ARE NOW MARRIED IN A SELF-UNITING CEREMONY!”*
Also? How do these people know when the players are at the arena and when they will be leaving the arena and by which exit they will be leaving?
From * to *, PittGirl is lying