Petshark: Talking Stick
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Friday the Sharks had a long practice, were on the ice for about 90 minutes. They seemed to be working on the power play in particular. Nitty and Greiss shared one net, Nemo had the other.
Someone yelled “*#$%@&!” but I was looking the wrong way to know who it was. I think maybe it was Greiss because there was a puck in his net, but it didn’t exactly sound like him. Then again, I don’t hear him yelling anything a lot out there so I couldn’t be sure. I don’t think the children heard it.
Seeing Boyle looking well and playing well made me glad, a reassuring feeling like when you have a paycheck in your pocket or a full tank of gas. Everything felt okay.
Well that was a strange thing to be thinking, what with the Sharks having lost those two games, those two terribly important games to end the home stand. It should feel like being on the losing side at the Alamo, not reassuring at all. But it didn’t, it didn’t feel like the last stand before the end of the world as we know it.
Seeing it on the schedule, I went to see some Sharks skate with some kids at the Oakland Ice Center. That was Wednesday afternoon.
I got lost once in Oakland, out by the docks and warehouses. I didn’t mean to be anywhere near the docks or the warehouses, but I took a wrong exit and then decided to correct the mistake via surface streets. I always carry a sat nav now.