It's Finesse's birthday.
It's a significant one, too. Let's just say history shows he may be past his prime goal scoring years, but he's not ready to be put out to pasture like Rob Scuderi. He's got some big things going on, much bigger things ahead, and yet his ability to carry this blog on his shoulders for lengthy stretches is as effortless as a Brandon Sutter forecheck. Finesse churns out some of the sharpest and funniest posts on the Internet in the time it takes most people who tweet out their "pieces" to take a bathroom break.
If you are a fan of this blog, you also know Finesse is good company. Few others would be willing to talk with me about the Penguins for long stretches after my kids go to bed on a weekday evening, and if they did, it is highly unlikely I would want to listen. I am #blessed.
Please wish Finesse a happy birthday. In life, much like little Mario, he never needs a chair.