Ahh, wonderful hockey
It's nice to live in Michigan. Ohio doesn't care much for hockey, I don't think. At least, when I lived there nobody seemed to care much about it. Since moving here several years ago, however, I've discovered another major sport that I had to catch up on. It doesn't hurt when you have one of the big teams in the league that always seems to make the playoffs.
Last Saturday we were at an Art Van store when I noticed a big screen TV with the game on, with only a few minutes left in the third period and the score ties 2-2. I explained to my wife that I suddenly felt the urge to try out the theater seating that was conveniently placed directly in front of the TV. They wandered around the store for a few minutes while I tried out the chairs. They were very comfortable. I have to tell you, if you want good seats for a hockey game, wander into an Art Van around faceoff time. The only drawback is they'd probably frown on bringing in a cooler or something.
Today I saw that the game was on and caught the third period. My son joined me about half way through, and I got to fill him in on some of the finer points. Things like, the team with the most goals wins. You know, basic concepts:) With about 30 seconds left to play, a pretty big fight broke out on the ice, and I suddenly thought about the impression this must be leaving on my impressionable three year old. So when he said, "Dad, why are those guys hugging?" I decided I had nothing to worry about. "They are hugging because the game is almost over, son." Obviously, that's how hockey games end. The losing team hugs the winning team, and everybody goes home happy. What a great, family friendly event.
Then I tried to explain about all the octopi being thrown out on the ice. Somehow I think he might not fully grasp the significance of that one. Maybe next year.
Last Saturday we were at an Art Van store when I noticed a big screen TV with the game on, with only a few minutes left in the third period and the score ties 2-2. I explained to my wife that I suddenly felt the urge to try out the theater seating that was conveniently placed directly in front of the TV. They wandered around the store for a few minutes while I tried out the chairs. They were very comfortable. I have to tell you, if you want good seats for a hockey game, wander into an Art Van around faceoff time. The only drawback is they'd probably frown on bringing in a cooler or something.
Today I saw that the game was on and caught the third period. My son joined me about half way through, and I got to fill him in on some of the finer points. Things like, the team with the most goals wins. You know, basic concepts:) With about 30 seconds left to play, a pretty big fight broke out on the ice, and I suddenly thought about the impression this must be leaving on my impressionable three year old. So when he said, "Dad, why are those guys hugging?" I decided I had nothing to worry about. "They are hugging because the game is almost over, son." Obviously, that's how hockey games end. The losing team hugs the winning team, and everybody goes home happy. What a great, family friendly event.
Then I tried to explain about all the octopi being thrown out on the ice. Somehow I think he might not fully grasp the significance of that one. Maybe next year.
posted by Jeff at 4:32 PM
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