Saturday night I had the pleasure of attending a Minnesota Wild game against my favorite team, the Calgary Flames, with my dad. The man is decked out head to toe in Minnesota gear while I sport my one piece of Flames apparel (a kick butt hat) and we head out the door to head to the "big city". Now we had it planned that were going to stop and eat somewhere but due to time issues we just decided that we would stop by Cosetta's (a St. Paul tradition) and have a slice of pizza before the game. This would what you call mistake number 1. The line was out the door and there was no way in hell I was going to wait for some food just to find that there was no place to sit. Well what is the second greatest place to eat on 7th street. If you guessed Subway you were dead wrong but still that is was the only place that was slow enough inside that we could get eat and sit down before getting inside the Xcel.
As always in the American tradition we are honored by the singing of the national anthem. But before we hear that we are graced with pleasure of hearing one the most beautiful anthems ever, "O' Canada". While our national anthem is about war the Canadian's is nothing more than bliss for there country. How fitting.
Back to the game now. The atypical fans were in attendance at the game including Mr. HaveanotherdrinkbecauseIcanstillmakeout14%ofyourwords. This is the guy you see with his beer glasses stacked up inside of each other and him drinking from the top most one. He is the also the one who is yelling at the ref about things that don't need to be expressed. "He did something to one of our guys", this would be a typical quote from this type of figure. By the midway point of the third period all I could translate out of him was "ba, baa, bo, bom".
Another one in attendance was Mr. IknoweverysongontheoverheadradioandamgoingtosingthemasIwalkupanddownthestairs. This is another one of the typical male figures (though it doesn't always have to be male) that feels it the need to sing the crappy 80's love ballets as him and his good looking wife walk up and down the stairs. I guess we will never know how lucky that woman really is.
I feel that as I was dressed up in the opposing teams colors that I should support the team by standing up and cheering for them when they scored. The Wild came out and scored early in the first but that was the last time that would happen. The next five goals of the game was with me and 50 other people in the whole arena cheering for the Flames. By the third goal the fans had enough of me and were already yelling "sit down". Why is there such hatred in a spectator sport? It wasn't more than 10 minutes earlier these same fans were booing their own team on because of a poor powerplay.
Make up your minds people.
1.14.2006
Wild hockey game Saturday
Saturday night I had the pleasure of attending a Minnesota Wild game against my favorite team, the Calgary Flames, with my dad. The man is decked out head to toe in Minnesota gear while I sport my one piece of Flames apparel (a kick butt hat) and we head out the door to head to the "big city". Now we had it planned that were going to stop and eat somewhere but due to time issues we just decided that we would stop by Cosetta's (a St. Paul tradition) and have a slice of pizza before the game. This would what you call mistake number 1. The line was out the door and there was no way in hell I was going to wait for some food just to find that there was no place to sit. Well what is the second greatest place to eat on 7th street. If you guessed Subway you were dead wrong but still that is was the only place that was slow enough inside that we could get eat and sit down before getting inside the Xcel.
As always in the American tradition we are honored by the singing of the national anthem. But before we hear that we are graced with pleasure of hearing one the most beautiful anthems ever, "O' Canada". While our national anthem is about war the Canadian's is nothing more than bliss for there country. How fitting.
Back to the game now. The atypical fans were in attendance at the game including Mr. HaveanotherdrinkbecauseIcanstillmakeout14%ofyourwords. This is the guy you see with his beer glasses stacked up inside of each other and him drinking from the top most one. He is the also the one who is yelling at the ref about things that don't need to be expressed. "He did something to one of our guys", this would be a typical quote from this type of figure. By the midway point of the third period all I could translate out of him was "ba, baa, bo, bom".
Another one in attendance was Mr. IknoweverysongontheoverheadradioandamgoingtosingthemasIwalkupanddownthestairs. This is another one of the typical male figures (though it doesn't always have to be male) that feels it the need to sing the crappy 80's love ballets as him and his good looking wife walk up and down the stairs. I guess we will never know how lucky that woman really is.
I feel that as I was dressed up in the opposing teams colors that I should support the team by standing up and cheering for them when they scored. The Wild came out and scored early in the first but that was the last time that would happen. The next five goals of the game was with me and 50 other people in the whole arena cheering for the Flames. By the third goal the fans had enough of me and were already yelling "sit down". Why is there such hatred in a spectator sport? It wasn't more than 10 minutes earlier these same fans were booing their own team on because of a poor powerplay.
Make up your minds people.
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Its better than the 4 guys we had sitting in fron of us decked out in their North Dakota gear on time going da da daa da da da daaaa go Souix! At a wild game! Hello, The Souix is a college team.
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