I totally went to my first hockey game Friday night. It was awesome! I really loved it. I went with my dad and S. I had never gone to a game (of any kind) before. (Well, once in high school my girlfriend and I bought tickets from a scalper for a U of M hockey game, but I don't remember it.) Anyway, I had a great time. We were in the first row, right up against the glass. The first time a puck hit the glass, we all jumped a foot. The best part was when the players would slam up against the glass right in front of us. At first I didn't know what to do, but then, once I got into it, I really enjoyed it. The weirdest part was that there was no commentary, like on TV. I was totally thrown about that one. The dog from Marley & Me was there, because of a Dog Show in Detroit. And there was the cutest Pee Wee Playoff thing with these tiny kids in all this padding; they could barely move. In the end, we had fun, we ate in the Olympia Club, the Wings won, and I like hockey all the more. I also like that I have a special memory with my dad and S.
(I will write more about this in my journal... and maybe post it here later.)
FYI: We ended up on TV--and probably on the Jumbotron-like thing. *Ugh* My dad and I were clearly on, but S... well, S was behind a pole. My mom taped it and then two people at work made it a point to say that they saw us...
