My first hockey game pretty much exceed all expectations by, oh, TEN MILLION percent. I’m still all worked up, and freaked out, and in LOVE with hockey. I don’t think I have the emotional energy to delve too deeply into the experience right now, except to say that the Ookies are every bit as hilarious in real life as they are in the computer, and seriously, that was the most fun I’ve had in a long time.
The Sabres clearly knew we were there and wanted desperately to impress us. Sadly, they were acting all nervous and out-of-sorts for the first two periods. (Actually, the Ookies claim the first period was pretty good, but I had a hard time following the action without R.J. explaining what was happening. By the second period I had gotten comfortable enough to tell all by myself that the Sabres were sucking.) The third period was completely out of control, with non-stop momentum shifts and lots of screaming, and jumping out of our seats, and general chaos. The arena was crawling with Leafs fans which made the back and forth of the game even more fun, especially since WE WON thanks to the Leafs Bryan McCabe scoring the game winning goal FOR US. Heh. The third period was a wonderous debacle, really.
Somehow I got through the evening without getting a single picture of Pookie which is not that weird because I only took five pictures, but still, I really wish she was in this one:
This picture sums up the night. Schnookie is howling with laughter, I’m looking developmental disabled, and Sabretooth is like, “Dudes. Chill out.”
Here is a video of the ecstatic fans draining out of HSBC arena. Everyone was just hollering with joy.
I don’t really know what else to say except that 1. Hockey rocks, and 2. Ookies rule.