Wednesday, April 20, 2011
On Hockey & Hot Dogs
"What?" he texted back. "Is this Justin? At a hockey game?"
Indeed it was.
I've never been a fan of hockey. I don't hate the sport, and there are certainly many aspects of it that I find appealing, but it's just not for me.
But there is one thing about hockey that I will defend passionately: there is no single sport I've ever seen with a bigger disparity between watching it on television and watching it live.
In person, the athleticism of the players comes through vividly. On TV it always seems like I could keep up with one of the players; in person it's obvious that I would drop dead within 45 seconds.
Viewed live, you can not only see the puck but follow it at all times. And, most importantly to me, you can actually see the plays develop. On TV, it seems like every goal is an accident; in person a 2-on-1 break is as exciting as almost any play in sports.
Elizabeth's sister and her husband are in town visiting; Brian is a huge hockey fan and wanted to go to a Kings game. I said sure. It's the first game of the playoffs and Staples Center was packed with crazed fans. Normally I never eat at Staples, I either eat at home or stop at Philippe's for a sandwich, but it had been a long day of doing touristy things and we didn't have time for going anywhere else.
About the game... oh boy. The Kings scored two goals in the first three minutes - both 15 seconds apart - and it seemed like the roof might come off the building. They built a 4-0 lead but then surrendered 5 goals to the Sharks in the second period and lost in overtime 6-5.
It was still fun being there, though.
Posted by JustinM at 10:59 AM