Now, though, I can appreciate the organization behind what appears to be mayhem, and how surprisingly coordinated everyone is. Since I've been learning to appreciate hockey in this northerly Canadian clime, I find that I've also been adopting a love of practically any Canadian team. In the playoffs, I'm cheering for every Canadian team to move on to the next round. Particularly the Canucks, Senators, and Flames.
After trying to go into the butterfly position, like any goalie, I have respect for their knees. Ow!
The only thing that I don't like about hockey: The fighting. It's part of the game. The refs ren't even supposed to break it up until the players fall down on the ground, and then they can intervene, most often ineffectively. It's unfortunate. I really don't like it.
Aaaand there's a player on Vancouver's team whose name is Ryan Kesler. Just putting that one out there. So now the Stanley Cup playoffs have begun, everyone is growing their playoff beard who is capable of growing one, and I have been watching hours, hours, and hours of hockey every day. Go Sens and Canucks!
