Well I am not on nor am I off the bandwagon. Win or lose I am still a fan. I have to admit I like it more when they win. but sadly I fear they will do what they have always done and that is blow it and leave us weeping tears of frustration once again...
But God damn it all, I want to cheer and hold my head up high to see the Vancouver Canucks skate with pride,, I so want that, to see Vancouver holding Lord Stanley's Cup up high to win it all... but I fear we will just end up with the taste of ashes in our mouths and that all to familiar foul taste of defeat ending in a state of despair and frustration as always..
I have been a fan since my Father took me to a game so many many years ago.. Egads what was I, 7 or 8 years old, 30 or more years back at any-rate. Anyways I am not sure my blood pressure can much more of these games. I was watching against L.A, all my fingernails are chewed off, they are long gone. I fear I will give myself a heart attack while in the process of cheering and yelling in front of the telly.
Hey we only live once... What I wouldn't give to afford a game in person.. right behind the Canucks bench oh man... Maybe not a good idea, it is rough enough just watching the games on T.V. How much more so in person.. I guess I am just a bit overly excited at the prospect once again.. I fear it will end as it always does but I pray it doesn't.... Go Vancouver Go.. Please ! Please ! Please ! bring us home the cup...
I remember the original Vancouver game, and the day of the riot. I was dating Liza Aboe at the time and we were attending her younger sisters high-school graduation... The game was on a big telly on stage and to the left... Lets just say the graduates were more or less forgotten about by I would say 90 percent of the male's in attendance..
How she managed to convince me to go to her sisters grad and not stay home for the Game, I can not remember but some things are important and she was pretty good at convincing me, besides they stated they would have the game on at the grad ceremonies a good enough reason to go I had thought it would be a bigger screen though.
Mean while all the men where glued to the big old idiot box And most if not all of the women were carrying on with the graduation ceremonies. I can not tell you anything about what was said during the ceremonies, not a blessed word even if my life depended on it. I sure can tell you what the hockey puck sounded like when it hits a post and the groans and the tears of frustration from the men.
Have you ever heard a thousand plus men say mother f*cker at the same time... I am pretty sure I did... and a lot more choice invectives were shouted off and on... but I can not remember when Liza's sister got her diploma.. but I do remember the fouls, the fights, & the penalties. Lol the things we men forget and remember...
Now I am not 100 percent sure how we got from the school to the party on Robson, if thats what you want to call it. To many tears of frustration and rage, far to many broken hearts to call that a party...but we where there... I was still dumb struck at the loss and in shock I think. It is the only reason I can think of why I do not remember leaving the grad or how we managed to get to Robson...
My date and I barely escaped the riot downtown, I manged to get Liza and myself safely to the sky-train station and safely home but we had to run a gauntlet of insanity to do so. Right behind us, and I do mean with in 50 to 100 feet... The crowds along Robson were just turning insane. Tear gas was just starting to fly further up along Robson...
Liza and I had just managed to get off of that main area about 5 minutes before the police let loose with the tear gas. While evacuating down Granville, on the East side of the street cause over on the West side by Eaton's the riot squad was working over a group of idiots..
You could say it was More like running hell bent for leather than a evacuation, we did not want to get caught up in the rioting crowds nor the clouds of tear gas or beaten by the police.. We did see some groups fighting with the officers (that group of idiots fighting, getting beat on)
Liza wanted to stop for photos, yegads women think of dumb things at times and this was not a good idea... I explained that to her, with my hand on her shoulder, pushing her in front of me .We got to granville and Georgia street, things were more orderly. some general malcontents and disorder but not near as bad as what was going on by Eatons on Granville and Robson.
I had to man handle a couple of goofs (youths, street kids, I guess) that tried to mug her for her purse & roses, I am Sorry to say one guy went through the window at the Bay, he looked pretty cut up, I did not stop to offer aid or check on his condition, there was guy 2 to deal with yet & luckily enough for me he high tailed it when I pulled my lanyard belt / key-chain, a very wicked make shift weapon, about 40 inches in length with a clip of keys on 1 end and a small 18 ounce monkeys fist on the other end., it hummed when spun in a circle. If it hit you I am sure it would bruise and tear your flesh, thankfully it was not put to the test.
Hey don't judge me, I had no time to fight fair, besides my date was not gonna be hurt or mugged while with me... We got to the skytrain safely enough and out before they shut the line down. I escorted her safely home. The evening ended much sooner than either of us liked but we had, had enough excitement at this point.. My date came to no harm and neither did I, though from the news it seems a few people were hurt and the night was pure insanity. I guess we were lucky...
Liza and I dated a few more times but nothing ever came near as exciting as that date, I miss Liza, God rest her soul... she passed a few years ago....
No I am not on nor off the bandwagon, I am a fan and will always remain one.. I just can not take the stress of the games.. I fear watching them and I fear not watching them.. my fingernails are chewed to the skin, my knuckles are cracked out, dare I watch another game what if we lose... Gods what If I don't watch and we win...
As for whats for lunch lemonade and 2 hot dog buns with tube steak bratwurst sausage mild horseradish onion diced Roma tomatoes & a dab of HP sauce... I got a killer headache and a upset stomach.. To watch the game or not... I am stressed out over the games, not cause of bad food..
maybe I should just go do laundry and try not to be anywhere near a TV or radio for the next game...
