The kids, and grandkids, are in town. They bought us tickets to a hockey game tonight. The Idaho Steelheads vs. Ontario Reign. We’ve never been to a game before, and know nothing about the rules. We had a great time though.
Here’s proof that I’m not BSing you:
Our seats were were right in the “end zone” or whatever you call it. We even got to see an awesome fight with helmets flying and gear scattered all over the ice. Bonus: they had beer. I had three O’dells 90 Shilling ales, and they were pretty good.
Idaho scores! As indicated by the flashing red light.
My my son bought me what he called a cheering stick. It’s a heavy plastic mini hockey stick.
I told Old What’s Her Face* if she wasn’t good I was going to paddle her with it. She wasn’t scared at all. She was kind of into the idea. Now I’m scared.
The game ended in a tie at 3×3. It went into a shootout to determine the winner. Idaho scored 4 out of 5 times, and Ontario scored 1×5 times. Idaho was the winner, but I don’t understand the rules at all. Anyway, yay home team!
My brother-in-law told me shootouts are rare, so we got our money’s worth. Something new, good beer, fight, shootout, and victory for the home team. I’d go again, for sure.
* The names have been changed to protect the innocent.