Archive for October, 2010
It’s no secret we’re a hockey family. From watching to playing, we’re in love with the sport. It’s underrated as all get out in the states and the opening of the season coincides with football season, so it doesn’t get a lot of play on mainstream TV.
That all being said, this season, I’m a bit shaken.
There’s already been a blind hit that drove Jason Pominville from the Buffalo Sabres into the boards face first. Yes, you read that right. FACE FIRST. Caused a concussion and a huge gash above his eye. Ryan Miller came out condemning the hit and the offending player was suspended for several games.
This comes on the heels of the rash of blind hits that happened at the end of last season. A lot of the hits went so mildly punished that it almost seemed as if the league was condoning them.
This scares me because your brain can only take so much. Bones heal. Tendons, muscles and ligaments heal and can be fixed. But your brain? Not so much.
My hockey loving friends and I have seen our share of players, excellent ones at that, stop playing forever because of post concussion syndrome. There’s one player who suffered 7 concussions and had to stop playing. Reports out of his camp say he still, years later, has dizziness and syncopy and ringing in the ears and all of that.
Although I know that Isaac has a few more years before checking, his ambition to be a goalie has me so worried. Players mess with goalies, they take liberties with goalies that get hidden in the fray.
But I’ll just have to hope, pray and do my voodoo that I do that by the time he’s up to checking, there will be some hard, fast rules in place that don’t allow these awful hits.
You know they make it for the adults to sit and watch-come on-who but us adults are going to pass this around, and around and around and around?
So, here’s my latest favorite. One that hasn’t been banned.
Grover doing the Old Spice guy
Saturday night was opening night for the local professional hockey team. As is my annual tradition, I packed up the crew and headed down to the arena to witness the return of hockey.
Remember, I’m still cautiously optimistic regarding the whole return of this team to the area. I need to see what they do on ice before I make any judgments if this whole thing is going to work or not.
Now, at Fanfest, the coach said his mission was to bring the Calder Cup back.
Decidedly big promises, but hrm…
The good thing is that the front office knows that they need to make good with the community after the way they left. They are taking all outreach requests and trying to work with them. That’s a good thing, but come on-this is opening night. What are you going to do to show off?
First there was this-
See the year on that banner? I was a freshman in college and remember that team. I spent a lot of time at the games with friends. I was having flashbacks of the good ol’ days and had chills remembering.
Yeah. Thems were the days.
Do I sound like my grandparents?
The fact that we got a new team in the arena meant some LONG NEEDED upgrades. Seriously. I’m totally impressed. We got a new ribbon board (which I didn’t get any pictures of. Dang. Next time) and we also got this:
Yes, that is a new scoreboard. (oh, wait. you CAN see the ribbon board in this photo! Note the thing with the team logo in the background. Tis quite impressive.)
And contrary to the last scoreboard we had that was from the dawn of time, you can actually see/read/get good video quality on this one!
The team colors are the same as they’ve always been, and I think will continue to be until the end of time.
(I’ll be damned! There’s that ribbon board again! I did get it!)
It was quite the night. Ok, the team lost and I didn’t get the usual photos, because Isaac wouldn’t let me touch my camera for most of the game. You see, my darling goober continued the family tradition started last year, and got hit with a puck during warm ups. He’s fine. He’s got a small bruise on his head and cheek, but he’s ok. He didn’t want to stay down by the boards and in the usual section where I take a lot of my photos. He wanted to be up in our official seats, far away from the boards.
Oh, well, there’s next time.
But the team is doing a substantial amount of wooing of the area. There are a lot of the good things that the previous team left-like community outreach and front office people who have a clue what it means to fill seats. What they also have is a staff that really wants to make this a go. From greeting patrons as they walked in the door, to dressing the cheer/dance team appropriately (no more slutty outfits! YAY!) to the final impression of saying goodnight, asking patrons how their experience was and all of that…it’s quite the thing.
Now about those prices….
but that’s another story.
It was a good opening act.
and my winter pastime is still here.
For the past week or so, I’ve been trying to find a way to update my little corner of the web, but it’s been hard, because every time I sit down to write, I end up in this HUGE pity party and it totally is NOT what I want to post here.
I know, I know. I’ve had pity parties here before, but who wants to hear the same pity party over and over and over again?
The posts I’ve written (and summarily deleted) have covered the following topics:
1. how I’m still miserable at the new school.
2. how I’m already sick of the OT at Isaac’s school.
3. how winter is coming and I am SO unprepared for that.
4. Did I mention I’m still miserable at work? Did I mention that the secretary screamed at me for absolutely nothing?
5. how I’m a medical idiot and gave myself a skin infection because I grabbed the same piece of real estate that I had JUST gotten done using with my pump.
But then, I get to thinking-
No one wants to hear this stuff.
There’s so much going on outside my little self-pity bubble.
Weddings, babies, and lost teeth-oh my!
Hospitalizations, hockey games and hilarious homework assignments.
Stupid criminals (a favorite of mine!), bad jokes and purchasing Halloween costumes.
oh, and the fact that I’ve now made the milestone of 1,000 posts.