I had forgotten I can blog here. And now here I am with nothing really important or theraputic to say as I watch the Kings game and hope they kick New York in the nuts, even though I'm becoming more and more a fan of New York in general after my recent Broadway trip. I want to go back. Bad. But still... Go Kings. They've been my boys since the Gretsky days back in 97 when I started watching. I guess I'll blog on the bandwagon fandom. So funny. I've been a fan for almost two decades and now I see all the little flags in peoples windows and I can't help but think 'poser' yet still, I want the Kings to have a bunch of loud obnoxious fans to scream out when they succeed. No matter, no one screams louder than someone who has been there for years of failure, and has watched a team grow slowly over years into champions. I can't even say I'm as legit as that old guy I saw who's been a season ticket holder for like 30 years... haha. So fuck it. Here's to the new school, the old school, and the middle school to which I obviously belong =P.
I still haven't made good on my promise to buy a new Kings jacket. Had to retire the old one, which I wore for FAR too long... to the point where it is literally falling apart, so now it sits on a hanger in my closet where it will stay forever if I have anything to say about it. My dad bought me that jacket. My dad took me to my first Kings game. My connection to Hockey and this team could subconsciously run much deeper than I can say with any confidence. I loved my dad, and I have loved Hockey. I don't know if my love of hockey came first. I know he sparked my love of musicals by taking me to Phantom when I was young and impressionable. So many things I owe my dad. My first guitar... first musical... first hockey game...
I had a weekend dad. A child of divorce with a court ordered visitation schedule. So much of who I am was created every other weekend. I'm proud to say I have become much like my father. With as many faults as he had, and I don't pretend that he didn't, there were so many things about him that were awesome that so many people couldn't see. Or didn't. Ahh well. Kings going to overtime and I'm going to make room for more whiskey. =P
