We have been home for just over a week now and we are still talking about how great our trip was.
It has been a busy week with appointments, laundry, hockey games, theatre tickets and catching up with friends.
So I guess this is the part where I talk about the start of the NHL season but I was raised that if you don't have anything nice to say you don't say anything at all. Uh huh, sure but that isn't me when it comes to the Hurricanes. We pay a premium to go to every home game and sit in the same seats knowing most people in the building are paying less, sometimes for better seats. Don't get me wrong - it is a benefit to sit in the same seats every game since we have become great friends with all of our seat neighbors, often seeing them away from the arena.
This brings us to the product on the ice. Going into opening night 2 of the top 4 starters have serious injuries. Jordan Staal with a broken leg won't return until after the All-Star game...I am guessing. Jeff Skinner with his 3rd concussion is up in the air for a return date. One of my thoughts on the Canes is that this team needs to toughen up and absolutely crush a guy who elbows your bright young star in the head. In a time when most teams are getting rid of enforcers maybe we should pick one up. It feels like other teams look at the Canes as a soft team they can run over with no repercussions. It is tight wire act trying to be tough and defend a teammate without taking a dumb penalty but let's face it, this team is not making the playoffs and with a good draft class coming losing might not be a terrible thing. If we can make a team think twice about taking a cheap shot on our guys in the process then hey, all the better. Not saying it is going to be easy to sit at every game in a building half full and with more opposing fans but I can take it if there is a Connor McDavid light at the end of the tunnel.
That being said I would also like the front office of the Hurricanes to stop treating the fans here like groupies that only want to hear about puppy dogs and rainbows. We can handle the truth. We are aware this team has a few awful contracts, not enough skill and honestly a few players that don't seem to want to be here. So stop telling us you think you can win without making changes. We do have fan favorites but you can blow this team up and put different guys on the ice and we will still show up. Really anyone is fair game, - trade a captain or favorite goalie. We won't cry and we will think maybe you know what you doing (I know, I know - no team wants our over-paid princesses but let it be known no one is off the table).
It has been a busy week with appointments, laundry, hockey games, theatre tickets and catching up with friends.
So I guess this is the part where I talk about the start of the NHL season but I was raised that if you don't have anything nice to say you don't say anything at all. Uh huh, sure but that isn't me when it comes to the Hurricanes. We pay a premium to go to every home game and sit in the same seats knowing most people in the building are paying less, sometimes for better seats. Don't get me wrong - it is a benefit to sit in the same seats every game since we have become great friends with all of our seat neighbors, often seeing them away from the arena.
This brings us to the product on the ice. Going into opening night 2 of the top 4 starters have serious injuries. Jordan Staal with a broken leg won't return until after the All-Star game...I am guessing. Jeff Skinner with his 3rd concussion is up in the air for a return date. One of my thoughts on the Canes is that this team needs to toughen up and absolutely crush a guy who elbows your bright young star in the head. In a time when most teams are getting rid of enforcers maybe we should pick one up. It feels like other teams look at the Canes as a soft team they can run over with no repercussions. It is tight wire act trying to be tough and defend a teammate without taking a dumb penalty but let's face it, this team is not making the playoffs and with a good draft class coming losing might not be a terrible thing. If we can make a team think twice about taking a cheap shot on our guys in the process then hey, all the better. Not saying it is going to be easy to sit at every game in a building half full and with more opposing fans but I can take it if there is a Connor McDavid light at the end of the tunnel.
That being said I would also like the front office of the Hurricanes to stop treating the fans here like groupies that only want to hear about puppy dogs and rainbows. We can handle the truth. We are aware this team has a few awful contracts, not enough skill and honestly a few players that don't seem to want to be here. So stop telling us you think you can win without making changes. We do have fan favorites but you can blow this team up and put different guys on the ice and we will still show up. Really anyone is fair game, - trade a captain or favorite goalie. We won't cry and we will think maybe you know what you doing (I know, I know - no team wants our over-paid princesses but let it be known no one is off the table).
I will still do my best at every game to cheer on my favorite team and just enjoy watching NHL hockey (most likely with some sarcastic comments; I am only human). I can't make any promises for my booing husband but I will try and remember the funny stuff he says and let you know.
The best part of being home is spending time with our friends. Last night we went to a nice dinner and then to see Phantom of the Opera at the DPAC (Durham Performing Arts Center). It was great. The set was awesome and the actors were fantastic. We didn't get a picture with all six of us but here is one of Ryan and I and two with Jen, Julie and me:
*One last funny story from this week:
Ryan woke me up one morning and I was in the middle of a dream so I remembered the last little bit. I was at a pet rescue place and they had 2 cute, tiny, black puppies with white spots and the woman telling me about the puppies said they were brothers and had to be adopted together. I thought that was ok and then she told me they already had names: Floyd and Jim Floyd!
Then Ryan woke me up and I told him all about it and if I see these puppies I must have them. Later that afternoon it got weird: Ryan told me he got a work email from a man named Jim Floyd. Neither one of us know anyone with this name or have even heard this name before. Super strange, Right? I don't know what the universe is trying to tell us but Jim Floyd, we are listening.
