Hockey. A fast-paced, exciting game that is the only team sport that can captivate me for more than ten minutes. A game for gigantic mega-men who have hearts of gold and a soft spot for puppies. A game for both the casual watcher and the fanatic.
To be honest, I'm more interested in hockey for the players rather than the game. Specifically, the Chicago Blackhawks. My sister took me to the second playoffs game in 2014 between the Blues and the Blackhawks in Scottrade Center in St. Louis. The first playoffs game was a heartbreaker for all Hawks fans when the Blues won in double overtime, so everyone was sure that the Hawks would be pumped up and ready to fight.
And they were. I've never been to a more exciting sporting event. I was so close to my favorite players, I could've touched them if it weren't for those stupid boards. I screamed and cheered with my small red section amidst a sea of blue. I hugged random Blackhawks fans and my hand hurt so much from giving high-fives by the end of the night.
I don't know exactly where I'm going with this. All I know is that hockey's amazing.
The Chicago Blackhawks are awesome and they're the best. k bye
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I'm not at all interested in hockey, but the vigor of your passionate prose almost makes me want to check it out. Good work bringing this passion to life in writing!
ReplyDeleteI didn't start watching hockey until a few years ago, but my goodness I didn't know how much action I was missing. The action is just so fast pace. Some games there can be like 4-5 goals for each team each game. While on the other hand, scores can be 0-0 at the end of regulation. Another perk is that we can root for a powerhouse in the sport with being called band wagoners haha
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