…sure, it’s just a bunch of teams don’t I don’t particularly care about playing in Europe, but still! Live hockey!
A few thoughts:
1. This was me today:
11:55am: Hockeyhockeyhockeyhockeyhockeyhockey!!! OMGOMGOMG
12:10pm: Sigh. The Rangers are killing hockey.
I am a rabid hockey fan, and ten minutes into the first game on the first day of the new season and I was immediately all, “Hockey is boring. zzzzzzz.” I do have an odd affection for the Lightning, but even they couldn’t overcome the boring style of the Rangers. It took a few seconds to recall that the Rangers only win in the very least entertaining way possible. Once I reacquainted myself with the Rangers I decided my early afternoon might be better spent playing viola etudes than spent watching snoozy Chris Drury- so that’s what I did. (I am now quite adept at short articulated soft notes played at the tip of the bow. Don’t act like you’re not jealous.) Thankfully the Pens/Sens game was a lot perkier and I remembered that I rather enjoy hockey.
2. I cannot STAND Mike Milbury! I was totally unprepared to see him sharing the stage with Ron and Kelly and I did not take it well. I adore Kelly Hrudey and he deserves better. Poo to you, Mike Milbury. That’s right, I said it. Poo. To. You.
3. You guys, I am madly in love with a little show called “The Hockey Academy” on the NHL Network. The other night, Robin and I were sitting on the couch watching CNN and making plans to stockpile weapons for the upcoming apocalypse when we realized that watching the news was making us crazy. Being informed citizens is TOTALLY not worth this kind of emotional turmoil; so, I flipped over to the NHL Network in search of less stressful programming- and that’s when we discovered the hockey equivalent of a glass of red wine and a xanax. The Hockey Academy is a totally earnest Canadian show about skating drills and techniques young players and coaches can use to improve their game. I’ve never played hockey so I have no need or desire to improve my game. I can’t quite explain my love for this show except by saying that I find it to be infinitely soothing. In these troubled times, “infinitely soothing” is the new “infinitely awesome”.
4. None of the teams today looked particularly formidable, and that made me happy because I really only like the Sabres. Everyone else is the enemy. That’s just how I roll.