Just in case tomorrow really is the end of the world, it’s been fun. The lockout can’t ruin hockey for me. I decide what I love about it, like the Penguins and Capitals at the same time. Throw in a Flyer while you’re at it. Expansion teams, underage boyfriends, never remembering if the Blackhawks are in my time zone… ah, the good old days.
The last game I went to was a Caps playoff win and, as I said at the time [link], “officially the most fun I’ve ever had at a hockey game.” The one before that, also playoffs, I dragged Gator out of bed at 7 AM on a Saturday like I knew something amazing was going to happen. Then Mike Green scored the GWG.
If this is it, I ended on a high note. Now I can look back at a few things I’ll take with me when we go.
Pants’ Favorite WUYS Moments (old and new)
The first picture I ever posted of Mike Green. In the 2+ years since this post, our fandom relationship has had enough ups + downs to qualify as chick lit.
The Crosby Comeback (Part I). Of all the things I could say about Sid – Where are you supposed to look when you look at him? No place is safe! – I love how excited I was for his return [link] and that it was a hundred times better in real life. [link]
The way these girls are looking at Jordan Eberle. You can substitute another player (I wouldn’t) and some full-size chairs, but that’s us.
The James Neal shootout goal that named the Nealmobile. It was the start of something. I’m sure you can hear us in the screaming.
The blinding perfection of Steven Stamkos. Also how high he can jump. I don’t run away from just anyone in the street.
In Vegas, Intern Jeff Skinner won the Calder Trophy (even though I was rooting for Couture). This is one of my all-time favorite posts.
The Toewsface. There are so many, each perfect in its own way. Each one judging you. Never mind the body it’s attached to.
Biological Clock Biosteel. And the start of this video where Nealer and Seguin check themselves out in the mirror.
Viktor Stalberg and Andrew Shaw show off their not-so-secret identities. Bless the girl who talks them out of their shirts in under two minutes, teach us your Jedi mind tricks [link].
My fondness for gingers hit a new high/low, depending on how you feel about Claude Giroux. [link] You ought to be corrupted by now.
Speaking of: if you Google “hockey plaid suits,” we are 2 of the top 5 results.
Then I admitted that I love Danny Briere, right around the time he had to stand on a box to be interviewed. [link]
Gabe Landeskog discovered Instagram & Twitter, could not find a shirt. [link]
When Chuck’s team won it all, and I was really happy for her. [link]
Then my team won Pants vs. Chuck and I was really happy for myself. [link] Now we actively hate each other’s teams, which makes this all more fun.
Finally I was convinced about Tyler Seguin [link], and Chuck managed to hold herself together. [link]
I didn’t do so badly myself, thanks. (Except for that Stamkos thing.) [link]
My one regret will be if I don’t see another Penguins game. I’ve forgiven but not forgotten the end of last season, and I’d prefer to wash it from my mind with champagne poured from the Cup. God, I was so angry at them [link]! We all need a mulligan sometimes.
My feelings can be summed up by Nike Hockey’s new ad campaign. What are you going to do, take away my Stamkos? Sure they’re talking about the lockout, but they could be talking about the apocalypse. Wherever we end up when this is over, I hope there’s hockey. And Stammer. Then cold is okay too.
Mostly I hope you’ve had fun with us over the last 2 years. I love this place and every hilarious, inappropriate, hockey-loving member of this little family.
And if the world doesn’t end tomorrow, you know what that means…