#186: Washington Capitals
They are awesome because hockey is awesome. It always surprises people that I like hockey because I grew up in a place where ice melts very fast. (It’s the same story with ice-skating.) I learned to love hockey at Northern Michigan University, which is the school I attended for undergrad. Northern is very far away from Venezuela, in the left hand of Michigan, facing Lake Superior and beyond it, Canada. A natural place to move to from Caracas.
Northern has an excellent hockey team, or at least it did when I was there and many, many years before. They won the NCAA championship in 1991, which was more than 10 years before I even knew this school existed, but still. Washington, DC also has an excellent hockey team, which is one of the many, many reasons I am happy to live here.
I love that the Caps are good, their uniforms and their name. The only thing I don’t like is how they make metro even worse than it already is. I had to take metro yesterday (when the Caps beat the Maple Leafs) because it was also my friend Michael’s birthday and I’m a good friend who likes to spend time with her friends on their birthdays.
The metro was packed.
After one minute I was complaining.
At minute two I had started talking to some guy on the metro because I apparently will talk to anyone about anything.
Minute three I started desperately looking ahead like I would be able to see if we were making progress.
Minute four I imagined myself tackling people overlooking two important facts: (1) I’m not strong enough to tackle anyone; (2) there was no room to move, let alone inflict violence.
Minute five I started to complain loudly and look around in desparetion.
Minute six I questioned my devotion to this city. (I’m sorry, DC.)
Minute seven I questioned my will to live.
Minute eight I arrived because, let’s face it, even on metro’s slowest, most packed day, it’s still pretty fast.
A bunch of hours later I found out the Caps won. Yay, Caps. I’m glad. You made me question my love for DC, which is a big offense, but I still love you and DC any way. Plus, it was more metro’s fault any way.