Jolly hockey sticks, indeed

[klwilliams]

Tonight Chaz and I went to see a San Jose Sharks hockey game with a couple of friends of ours. One of them plays on a women's amateur league, so we've been to see her and her team play a couple of times. While she is one of the best players on her team, the pace of those games has been slow enough that we've had a chance to learn a little bit about the game and how it's played. The Sharks were...better. faster. dare I say it, stronger. What a fun game to watch. They played the Canadian team the Flames. We stood at attention through "Oh, Canada" *and* "The Star Spangled Banner". The Flames got the first point when they only had four players, I guess because the Sharks were asleep. However, the Sharks came back to win 2-1, after some fast and furious skating.

Chaz wore a big smile all through the game. They stopped for commercials, and during breaks played games for prizes, with fans doing the playing. Musical chairs with soft blow up furniture, on ice, anyone? Chaz was heard to say, repeatedly, "We don't do that in England." We had a great time.

Comments

[mrissa.livejournal.com]

I had this experience in American high school gym class. I come from a hockey culture and was living in a non-hockey culture, and I am not that big and a nerd. And so people tended to be completely (figuratively) knocked over when I was quite good at floor hockey, because hey! I was not the burly jock! What gives?