…and I didn’t even watch on TV. Sometimes I do that when I’m upset about not being there in person. I had tickets to tonight’s game, but ended up not going–bit of a story there, in hindsight, I probably should have gone. Instead I stayed home waiting for my brother to arrive and packed my travel bag. I also spent almost two hours on the phone with an old friend whose voice I haven’t heard in almost five years, so that was pretty cool.
By my calculations, I have tickets for the remaining four regular-season Predators home games, but I’ll be lucky to make it to even one. Only time will tell.
Do I have hockey burnout? Maybe a little. I’m always a little conflicted when hockey is still going on when soccer, fishing and boating starts up in the spring. There’s more to it than just seasonal issues this year, of course. I’m actually looking forward to the summer break and the hockey off-season. I kind of just need to step away from the “superfan” craziness of the last year. Sorry if that offends or gets me labeled a bad fan. I want the best for the team, I really do. I’m just looking forward to shutting it all down for a little personal rest. I’ll get over it by next season and be ready to go, don’t worry.