We love, love, LOVE the Blackhawks.
And we are NOT fair weather fans. We used to go when it was just us and the Wirtz family at the games.
And even though it was just us and them at the games, they never bothered to send a Christmas card.
Anyway, since we love, love, LOVE the Blackhawks, there are a few things you should know about our familial obsession.
Thing One: Dance Like You Mean It!
Whenever the Hawks score a goal and the Chelsea Dagger goal music is played, Frank and I give eachother “high fives” and dance.
Yeah, that’s right. We dance.
And I don’t care who knows about it.
When a goal is scored, you freaking stand up. And dance.
Don’t fuss with me.
Thing Two: NO TALKING (when the puck is on the ice)
When Frank and I were first dating, I reviewed some fun facts about hockey to prepare for our first hockey game date together.
And I shared this information with him liberally.
Unfortunately, I would only remember to tell him about the fun facts when the puck was on the ice.
Our relationship almost ended before it began because of my disrespect of the “NO TALKING” rule.
Thing Three: There is No Such Thing as Lady Like at a Hawks Game
If you ever attend a hockey game with me, you should prepare yourself.
I may seem like a nice person, but, figuratively speaking, the gloves come off when I go to Hawks game.
There isn’t a hit too hard (well, except for the Wisnewski hit on Seabs, but that’s a discussion for a different day) or a fight too wild.
I’ve been known to yell, on more than one occasion, “TAKE THE GLOVES OFF AND GET HIM! GET HIM!”
Does this concern Frank?
I don’t really know.
I’m too busy yelling to notice.