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Apr. 29th, 2017 10:53 pmTonight, I ate dinner in the only restaurant in town, which is also one of the two bars in town. On one of the televisions a hockey game was playing.
Now, what I know about all sports except baseball mostly amounts to "cheer when everyone else does." Since the nearest ice rink to where I grew up was an hour and a half away, and it rarely got below freezing so no ponds to skate on, until Hockey RPF started becoming one of the big fandoms I knew even less about hockey than about any other major sport.
But tonight, I looked up at the screen, recognized the teams (Penguins vs. Caps), saw Geno go into the penalty box (I think? It might have been just back to the bench?), and thought, "Wonder how Sid feels?"
Now, what I know about all sports except baseball mostly amounts to "cheer when everyone else does." Since the nearest ice rink to where I grew up was an hour and a half away, and it rarely got below freezing so no ponds to skate on, until Hockey RPF started becoming one of the big fandoms I knew even less about hockey than about any other major sport.
But tonight, I looked up at the screen, recognized the teams (Penguins vs. Caps), saw Geno go into the penalty box (I think? It might have been just back to the bench?), and thought, "Wonder how Sid feels?"
