Opinions of a Wolf

Hello my lovely readers!  Ok, so I know most of you aren’t from Boston and thus don’t really care, but OMG THE BRUINS WON!!!!!

Here’s the thing.  I fucking love hockey.  Love it.  It’s my absolute favorite sport.  Perhaps because this is I grew up practically on the Canadian border (our signs were in French and English).  I suspect, however, that it’s more because hockey is one of the few sports that is still not a pussy sport.  The players routinely get into fights with each other on the ice, and they don’t even get put in the penalty box for it.  Most of the time.  Plus they do this physically difficult sport on ice.  We all know everything’s harder on ice.  (Ok, ok, not everything *wink wink, nudge nudge*)

Anyway, so this past week was the championship between the Boston Bruins and the Vancouver Canucks.  If you don’t know, there are 7 games played, and the winning team is the best of 7.  My past week thus largely consisted of watching hockey.  Last Friday I went out to a local dive bar (that has free popcorn) to do so with one of my friends.  Alas, we lost that game.  Monday night I watched at home after a tough gym session and kept my dad, who works second shift, posted on the score via text message.  Our win Monday meant we were tied at 3/3, which meant a game 7! Ahhhhhh!!!  Now the Bruins hadn’t won since 1972.  Clearly such an event demanded a night out.

I ended up going out to a local very packed bar with friends.  Watching the game in a bar full of fellow fans was one of the most awesome experiences I’ve had in a while.  We drank. We yelled.  We celebrated.  There was music.  Strangers were randomly high-fiving and hugging each other.  It was the loudest I’ve ever been outside of a concert.  In fact, my voice is a bit off today.  And the best part is we won!! We won the Stanley Cup!!!  Take that, Canada.  Hockey ain’t just your sport. 😛

Now, if I can just actually manage to make it to a game at the Garden next season…….