So, this is a celebratory post, has nothing to do with the story, but has everything to do with hockey. I haven't cried tears of joy at a hockey game in I don't know how long. Tonight my friends, my team, the Seattle Thunderbirds, a team that a lot of people were giving up on due to a very, VERY slow start to the season, beat the best junior team I have EVER seen, the Vancouver Giants, in regulation, 4-3. Thomas Hickey, who was the captain of Team Canada, scored two goals for the TBirds, including the game winner. I went to the game expecting a blow out. On paper, the Giants win 10-2, just like they did back in October. Tonight though, I don't know, the fire was lit, and yes I cried, all while spilling beer all over myself from jumping so damn much. I can't even think about falling asleep due to the excitement that is still running through my body!! I still want to cry, this is such an exciting time for this Seattle team, with a new home and all. Even though the team moved some twenty miles south from their old home, I still go to every game, 120 miles round trip. And to think I almost didn't go tonight . . .
Okay, I will quit rambling.
(photo courtesy of Mick White down at Kent Valley Sports)
I was that kid in the back of the class that distracted everyone from getting any work done. Always the one with the smart ass answers, or the quick one-liner to really piss the teacher off. Some things just don't change.