What Has Max Talbot Done While Not Playing?

This does seem like a legitimate question, does it not? Aside from his gallivanting with hot pieces of the opposite sex, do we really know? Well, Lena and I certainly don't know as we don't live in Pittsburgh (although I'd certainly live in a city where you get Stanley Cup parades). So I decided to make up my own story on what Superstar has been doing for the past two months besides cheering on the team from the pressbox and going to rehab. So in this Talbot Tomfoolery edition of the blog, it's going to be set up as an interview. Me obviously being the interviewer and Max being the interviewee. So here it goes.



I see Max come into the studio, stand up and walk over to him. "Hi, Max," I say, shaking his hand. "I'm Nicole."

MT: "Hi, Nicole. Nice to meet you," he says, returning the handshake and blatantly checking me out.

I smile and blush a little. "So Max," I start. "First off, how is the shoulder?"

MT: "Ehhh it's alright," he says. "We'll see how it is once I start skating more."

"Fair enough," I say. "Okay, so the most important question of all. What have you been doing for the past two months?"

MT: "A lot of flirting," he jokes, winking at me. "But in all seriousness... flirting, having fun at home. You know the usual."

I again blush. "Sounds like a blast," I smile. "Do you spend a lot of time away from the guys or do you still hang out with them?"

MT: "Of course I still hang out with the guys," he says. "They're all weird in their own way, but I love them," he adds, as Geno pokes his head in and looks. "Hey, hey Geno!"

I look and smile. "Geno, no it's Max's turn to get interviewed," I say. "Your turn is tomorrow."

MT: "Awww poor Geno," he laughs. "Any other questions, Nicole?"

I look back at Max. "Can you say Superstar for me?" I ask, giggling a little bit.

MT: He laughs and stands up. "SUPERSTAR!"

I laugh hard. "Thank you, Max," I say. "Are you anxious to get back out there and play?"

MT: "Of course, but the time off has given me time to reflect on what I can do to better mys..." he stops, laughing and falling over.

I laugh harder. "Oh Max, you couldn't finish that with a straight face, could you?" I ask.

MT: He sits back up. "No, I couldn't," he says. "Interview over now?"

"Yeah, I have no more questions," I say. "So, off the record now."

"Awesome," he says. "So, would you like to go out with me?"

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To Be Continued. Do I or don't I?