Well folks, playoff hockey is finally here. And along with it the jitters, chewed up nails, chewed up white towels and snacks i can't eat....
There's something so incredibly delicious about watching a playoff game as opposed to a regular season match-up. For one, it's WAY more intense. A regular season game can be watched with a mug of hot tea on your knee and 3 conversations going on simultaneously. This is not the case with the playoffs. The playoffs involve your entire concentration and emotional involvement (whether you want it or not).
The first period starts off not too badly, you're excited to be watching the game and are still settling into your seat. A couple of hits and a goal later and you are chewing your nails off, alternately screaming in anticipation or groaning over a missed shot.
2nd period rolls around and your nerves are starting to fray. The sound of the puck pinging off the goal post, Luongo wasn't ready for that one...the white dishtowel in your hand doubles as a muffle for your yells or a celebratory flag, waving triumphantly. Go Canucks Go! Maybe this could be the year we actually go all the way?...
3rd period. The enemy scores. We score. The enemy scores again. Time is counting down and your nerves are frazzled, heart beating fast, towel clutched in your sweaty hands as you twist it round and round, watching as the play becomes more and more frantic.
The horn blows. You breath a huge sigh of relief, exhaling 2 hours of pent up frustrations, and relax your shoulders. The Canucks live to play another game!
The run may be long or it may be devastatingly short. Enjoy it while you can folks, and cheer for the Canucks!
