So, pretty much, we’re going to have a lockout. I don’t keep up with all the chatter about it, but I was half-praying for a miracle when the first inklings of that horrible word started getting tossed around. Lockout.
It’ll be my first. Lucky me.
It’s hard not to be pissed off about it and to whom exactly do you aim your ire? The players? The owners? Gary Bettman? (I always have ire for him). Not that it does any good. The fact that there have been two previous lockouts does nothing to ease the rage. I’m so glad there was an entire missed season already and obviously nothing was accomplished back then because here we are, dealing with the same issues. The only silver lining I can find is that perhaps this time, the issues will be resolved and future fans won’t have to deal with the “L word” like we did.
No hockey for the near future. The sense of loss is more vast then I’d like to admit. Other than the occasional TV show I watch, what do I have to look forward to? Sports are unlike a planned and rehearsed storyline. It’s visceral and immediate and unknown. What will fill that void? I have friends telling me that I should start watching football to ease the neglect I feel.
Really? Football? It’s be like craving a steak and someone offering you a fast food burger with questionable meat. Not even close.
So, I plan to hit the AHL as much as I can this season in hopes that I’ll learn those players, their numbers and their opponents with as much focus as I did for the Flyers when I first started. I can’t say as I’m all atwitter with anticipation. But I’ll get through it.
I hope you do too.