I actually think it is an amazing sport. Constant action with a little bit of fighting thrown in for good measure. How can you not like a sport like that?! It still amazes me that they take a hit, fall and pop right back up. Most of the time I'm yelling at them to "stay down" because I figure they won't get hit again if they are already laying on the ice.
Hockey players never listen.
Seriously!!! Hockey + cookies = dream come true.
I was torn. I wanted the team to win right then and not have to go into overtime. BUT ... I also wanted cookies. The fat kid in me was yelling "RUN OUT THE CLOCK!" The fan in me was yelling "SHOOT THE PUCK THROUGH THE GOALIE'S EYES!" (So, I might be a little violent when it comes to hockey.)
Sure enough. The game went into overtime. My friend and I raced to the lobby to get our ultimatum prize. However, the cookies were all sold out. We were devastated. I wanted to cry a little bit and throw a tantrum. Instead, I mustered on as an adult and went back to my seat cookie-less.
Overtime was great but neither team scored. However, there was a lovely fight in front of us and the opposing team ended up with a bloody nose. So I feel like we did get a small victory after all.
During the shootout we ended up losing the game which was heartbreaking.
I still love my local team. And I still love cookies. Next time I hope both of my loves pull through for a win.
|What I think I look like when eating cookies.|
|What I actually look like when eating cookies.|