The Ever Unoriginal ‘I’m Thankful For’ Post

Day after Thanksgiving. I’m attempting to write this with my toddler nephew on my lap, but hopefully he’ll get bored watching me type and get off and go play with his mower. Pancakes are soon to be made and I already dropped off my car to get the muffler replaced.

That’s how my early hours of Thanksgiving were. Muffler pipe broke off about four hours into the drive (It’s normally about eleven hours. It was a solid twelve this time) and eighty miles away from home, there was an huge accident on the main interstate and we were rerouted off for a good twenty miles of residential area where often, we weren’t moving at all. Thanksgiving arrived amid curses from me.

But I’m home. I ate turkey, dressing, potatoes and pie. Now I’m anxiously awaiting the Flyers afternoon game. I’ve placed dibs on the large television and there is no way my brother is getting to watch his DVR’d Duke game during that time. It’s time to take evaluation of what indeed I’m thankful for.

I’m thankful that my new job is near Chicago where at least the occasional person watches hockey and can discuss it with me. This is two-fold, as then I have to deal with Blackhawks fans who enjoy mocking my Flyers loyalty.

I’m thankful for Flyers Faithful in both reading them and writing for them. My first hockey writing gig and they haven’t kicked me off yet. Bless them.

I’m thankful for my folks, especially my dad, telling everyone we know that I write here and that they occasionally ‘like’ and comment on my posts even though they have no clue about hockey and the comments usually consist of ‘go Eden.’

I’m thankful for the stats writers. Who work with Corsi, Fenwick, and numbers. I don’t understand them no matter how much I stare, but I blindly believe whatever the writer concluded from these magical numbers and take it for gospel.

I’m thankful for my two nephews: two and a half years and six weeks old. They live in the South, but with me slowly brainwashing them through books and conversation, they’ll play hockey. They probably won’t grow taller than the Sabres’ Nathan Gerbe, but I won’t lose hope.

I’m thankful for Flyers fans. Especially those that defy the stereotype and are intelligent, funny and don’t eat little children (or is it just accosting Santa Claus that we’re known for?).

I’m thankful for the Flyers, both past and present. The history that I’m still learning and the new players’ numbers I’m committing to memory. There is something awesome about the orange and black. Something I can’t even name.

I’m thankful for hockey. A game that no one really follows in my family, but they allow me to ramble on about it. A game that included skating, sticks, fights and crazed fans. A game where the mere sounds of skate on ice and stick on puck fills me with awe and excitement.

What are you thankful for?

  • UKFlyer

    Really nice piece. Not being American i don’t think i can join in with what i’d give thanks for.

    I am thankful for hockey though.

  • UKFlyer

    Really nice piece. Not being American i don’t think i can join in with what i’d give thanks for.

    I am thankful for hockey though.

  • UKFlyer

    Really nice piece. Not being American i don’t think i can join in with what i’d give thanks for.

    I am thankful for hockey though.