blessed are the easily amused

Tuesday, June 08, 2004

two sizes too small

Not caring about hockey is a terrible affliction. It's like not having a libido. Or legs. Fuck it, it's like not having a soul, and I'm sorry that I'm soulless. But this bird you cannot change - Lord knows I can't change. When the Flames had a shot, I didn't care. When Calgary was a-riot with skanky girls screaming out of red pickup trucks, I didn't care. When the Flames finally started playing some goddamn hockey in the last 6 minutes of the last game when they were down one point, and they were fast and beautiful and courageous, like someone had just woken them from an underwater dream and reminded them that playing hockey is the kinetic product of joy, and everybody dared to hope for half a second that they might just... I didn't care. Maybe I'm not really Canadian.

1 Comments:

Blogger green said...

what are these flames you've mentioned? Would those be the local sports group? Playing against a team from calgary? As for the ladies of ill repute you spake of, i believe you may be mistaken with regard to their motivation. Why, many is the evening i have witnessed teaming trollops travelling and hooting hellaciously from vermilion vehicles, with no apparent rationality.

Tue Jun 08, 09:58:00 PM

 

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