Petshark: Talking Stick
Entries with the tag: hockey fan
St Louis @ San Jose, WCQF Game 3: Mirror mirror
by petshark on 04/17/12 at 04:59 AM ET
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I used to think I was a jinx. It’s a suspicion that still pops into my head now and again. Like tonight. Tonight I did something I have never done before: left a Sharks game before the final horn. I have never walked out on a game… except once, but that was football and I hate football, it was miserable weather, the seats were horribly uncomfortable… and I hate football. But I’ve never left a hockey game before.
It wasn’t because the players were standing around looking like they were going to start fighting, which I figured would be followed by nothing but five more disappointing minutes of failure. No, I had started thinking about leaving before that, and not because they were losing 4-1 or I thought I wanted to get a jump on the traffic. A few minutes either way makes no difference to my drive, and it isn’t like me to walk out when things look dire.
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The Church
by petshark on 11/25/11 at 02:45 PM ET
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Wednesday, I went with a friend to watch the Sharks beat the Blackhawks. I imagine a loss must be in the cards for me one day this season, but so far so good. My friend (who had not been to a game for a very long time) commented that I did not have enough fan gear on. I did not understand how he could miss the loud teal eyeshadow, teal shirt and Sharks scarf, but I guess he expected a fan to wear a jersey. He had good reason: a whole lot of people wear jerseys to games. Our colors are how we know each other, they create an inflated sense of kinship that, for the evening, goes well beyond a common rooting interest. To me, it feels like religion. This isn’t a novel concept, I know, but it’s a new feeling for me, since I’m not religious.
Before leaving Vancouver, I wanted to go to a Canucks game. But when Sunday night came, I almost had to blindfold and sedate myself to get out of the hotel. I was reluctant to leave my laptop, my only sure connection to the imminent Sharks game. Kicking and screaming on the inside and reminding myself I could watch the Sharks game when I got home, I dragged myself down the street until I fell in with a bunch of Canucks fans.
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