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The Plight Of The Fan Blogger

It had been too long.  Something like two years.  I wasn’t prepared for it and I’ll admit to you now that I haven’t handled it well.

Losing to Denver was so unexpected, so…startlingly revolting, that I’d pushed the memories of the last time too far away. 

I should have kept them handy.

There has been no trip across the heartland this week.  No unexpected increase in workload or domestic responsibility.  No.

Monday was tough and I can admit it now.  I don’t react in an adult manner to any Red Wing loss.  But a defeat at the hands of Denver?  It has bad consequences. Immature, juvenile beyond words.  Here’s what I’ve done the last three days:  nothing.

I haven’t written a thing.  I haven’t read a thing.  I haven’t watched any hockey, browsed any blogs, discussed it with any friends or enemies.  I don’t know what the diggers have been up to and until fifteen minutes ago I didn’t know our “starting” goalie has a groin thing going on.

I’ve received Google blog alerts, set to notify me every time “abel to yzerman” comes up…and they’ve attempted to direct me to the Dive blogs, several of which have been crowing about their monumental season-saving victory Monday.  I haven’t visited those places either. I may…sometime. 

Why?  Why does a loss to that team affect me this way? 

No idea.  But it does. 

I knew at about 2155 Monday that I wouldn’t be tip-tapping for at least 48 hours.  I knew the second the final horn blew at the Joe that there would be no witty posts the next morning, the next day or the day after.  You see,  I don’t have it in me.  I’m not an “objective fan of the sport.”  I am a Wing fan and a loss to that team makes me want to throw up, curl up, pass out, refuse to shave or do anything hygienically responsible for days on end.

That’s how I roll and I make no excuses.

I haven’t written a damn thing for three days because Detroit lost a December regular season game to that team from Denver.  Part of me is ashamed, but a bigger part takes some sort of sadistic satisfaction in that. I can’t explain it. It’s who I am.

And tonite?  Tonite it could all be solved if the Wings could beat San Jose. 

But my mood hasn’t changed.  I don’t see it happening.  I see us losing and it’s hard for me to picture another victory all year.  I think the Wings are going to lose the next fifty games in a row.  Of course, that will still be good enough for second place in the Central.

That’s the long-term effect Monday has had on me.  Andrew Raycroft? Really? 

I’ll be fine. The Wings will be fine.  All will be well.  Joy will eventually return. 

I’ll be writing consistently again. I just needed that little break.  A little respite from hockey and the bad thoughts that come after an experience like the one on the evening of 15 December.

You understand this don’t you?  I’m not a journalist. Not a beat writer or a digger or a columnist.  Nope.  I’m a Wing fan and when the Wings lose to that team…well, it’s just not a happy time in my personal space.

Live Blog tonite.  And as I said at the end of the last loss we won’t speak of…things may be set on fire if the outcome is disappointing to me and my family. 

Hide your pets.

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Welcome to Abel to Yzerman, a Red Wing blog since 1977.  No other site on the internet has better-researched, fact-laden and better prepared discussions than A2Y.  Re-phrase: we do little research, find facts and stats highly overrated and claim little to no preparation.  There are 19 readers of A2Y. No more, no less. All of them, except maybe one, are juvenile in nature.  Reminding them of that in the comment section will only encourage them to prove that. Your suggestions and critiques are welcome: wphoulihan@gmail.com