I’m getting excited about hockey. It was 90 degrees out when I dropped off my son at school this morning and when I got home from work this evening it was 102 degrees. Not exactly weather conducive to dream of hockey and yet here I am. Actually, maybe I should dream of hockey because the icy confines of Gila River Arena would be a proper reprieve from the perpetual heat stroke of living in suburban Phoenix.
The Arizona Coyotes released their 2015-16 schedule at the end of June and I was amped. I skimmed the 41 home games and made plans that may cost me my marriage because I want to celebrate Valentine’s Day on February 15th when the Habs are in town. A selfish choice to celebrate romance? Yeah, probably,but look at it from perspective: the Montreal Canadiens come to town once a season and they’re my favorite team. I love my wife and I love my Habs, so it is natural to combine them into one evening of romance, hockey and concession stand food. Rudolph Valentino is rolling over in his grave, if he was aware of my romantic plans.
Last Wednesday the Coyotes announced their training camp dates, the rookie’s first practice is Friday, September 11 and the veterans hit the ice a week later. I’m not knocking off work to see the open practices, I have a mortgage to pay, but when the team releases its full schedule I will adjust my weekends to take in some practice and familiarize myself with the latest roster.
On June 24 the Glendale City Council voted 7-0 to approve an amended two-year deal with the Coyotes. So we have the Coyotes for two more seasons at least but no ones what will happen after that brief contract expires. With that vote I know I have a now and maybe not a tomorrow with an NHL team in my background.
“The future’s uncertain and the end is always near.” – The Doors, L.A. Woman
The Lizard King was not speaking of one’s local hockey team that may skip town and leave a void in their life. I think L.A. Woman was an homage to his adopted hometown and the inherent danger of a decadent lifestyle when you have no perception of a future past your next night out. But that is neither here nor there. What we Phoenician hockey fans have is today to see an NHL team and we need to take advantage of it. If you’re reading this you like hockey, or you’re related to me by blood or marriage, so if you live here in sunny Arizona take the possibly dwindling chance to see game in person or on TV. The future is uncertain for the NHL in Arizona and you may miss out seeing Alex Ovechkin or Sidney Crosby in their prime.
We have 44-days until opening day of the 2015-16 NHL season. Despite being an American I am more excited about the upcoming NHL season than the NFL. Does this make me Un-American?
I can’t imagine I’m Un-American, since I drive a Chevy and I watch NASCAR. All it means is that I dream of hockey and it’s almost here