Sainthood?

So...even as only a casual hockey fan I am aware of the practice of growing out your "Playoff Beard".  Yes, there's a Wikipedia page for Playoff Beard (shaking head...).  Saint Tim somehow ended up growing not just a beard, but also his hair.

His Chicago Blackhawks made it all the way through the long playoff season (hair growing), culminating in winning the coveted Stanley Cup.   The night they won I happily stupidly posted this on Twitter.

Tim and his brothers are huge hockey fans.  Obviously.  They are also consummate smart [alecs].  Tim decided he was going to leave his hair long until July 4th when he was headed to Chicago to see them.  Then he had the brilliant idea to have me cut it into a mullet like one of their favorite players Patrick Kane.  Somehow I fell for this Tim assured me that he would have it cut "normal" before the trip back home and even took the clippers with him.

The "sweet, sweet mullet" was well received.  Too well received.  He wore it home.  And through the weekend.  And last night when our neighborhood WORKED THE GATE AT THE COUNTY FAIR!  

"Sweet mullet!"

"I wish I could grow one!"

"I can't take my eyes off it!"

"We should call it the Hawk's Nest!"  

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Are you kidding me?!?

Apparently sainthood is bestowed after proof that someone has performed a miracle.  I think it's a miracle that I haven't killed him...yet ;-).

Let's vote on it!  Should Saint Tim get his haircut?  (poll on main blog).