Ok, I Take It Back. Let’s Go, Boys!

The Tatie asked me recently if I had playoff fever…and at the time, I wasn’t sure.  There is no doubt now: I have it, and I have it bad.

I take back what I said earlier about burnout and suggesting that I might look forward to a summer break from hockey.

I was wrong, I was selfish.  I admit it, and I take it back.  I don’t want this season to end until the Predators hoist Lord Stanley’s Cup in triumph.

No more personal pity parties. No more stupid, silly nonsense, no more burnout, no more hesitation. Let’s do this, and let’s do it right.

Let’s go, Predators!

Preds Win! Preds Win!

When I got out of the car here in Louisville, it was 1-0 Blackhawks.

When I turned on the TV, it was 2-1 Predators.

Final score: 4-1 Predators. Oh, yes…I still get irrationally excited for open-net goals–and there were two of them in the last minute of play.

I’m never going to get to sleep now.

So, The Preds Played Tonight…

…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.

Skating on NHL Ice

I celebrated my birthday by skating on the Nashville Predator’s home ice, which was an amazing rush for me as a hockey fan.  I’m pretty sore today–no amount of training can help prepare you for ice skating except actually ice skating, which I haven’t done in years.  I loved it.  I’m so glad I did it…but….the thing is, I almost didn’t do it.  I woke up that morning with a rather poor attitude, and when one of my friends wrote to ask if it was my birthday, I responded:

Yes, is it my birthday.  I’m trying to be happy about it.  Since I’m taking a little twitter and facebook hiatus, I didn’t post these updates this morning:

“Today is my birthday. I started it by not wanting to get out of bed and face the day. That’s probably not a good sign.”

“I swore I’d never be one of those people who freaked out about getting older.  I hope this is just some mourning/loss-related anxiety and it goes away soon.”

See?  No one likes a Debbie Downer on his birthday.  🙂

Actually, I do feel better about some things.  I have great people in my life.  You’re one of them, of course.

As an example: I was planning on coming down to the Sommet Center tonight to skate on the Predator’s home ice, but I forgot my skates at home.  My parents and a good friend offered to bring my skates to me here at work and then go with me to Nashville to make sure I did get this little bit of special time in on my birthday.  How awesome are the people in my life?  I really shouldn’t complain at all.

Long story short:  I got my skates delivered to me, and we made the trip to the Sommet Center.  Now, I’m so glad we did.  It was an experience I will remember forever.  Viewing the arena from the ice while zipping around the rink on my old college hockey skates was simply amazing for me as a Predators fan.