Not being very familiar with the nuances of hockey, I didn't understand how players could get into a fight in the very first second of play. What was equally strange was that the refs let the fight go on for so long without trying to break it up. It seemed suspiciously more like a Smackdown act than the start of a real hockey game as the two players circled each other with their dukes up.
My kids however were upset about the fight and started yelling at the players.
"Stop fighting! That's naughty Mommy isn't it? Hey you, be nice, don't fight!"
Yeah, they are still hockey game fan trainees.
Grandpa came to the game with us and bought the kids some pucks to play the Chuck-A-Puck game.
The pucks were soft like nerf balls so I didn't have to worry too much if my kids' throws landed in the stands rather than on the ice.
Each puck we had (6 altogether) came with a corresponding number slip.
Between the second and third periods of the game we went to the lower stands' balcony (yes, we buy the cheap seats) to throw our pucks. And as sheer luck would have it, L. actually managed to throw her puck onto the Chuck-A-Puck mat and won a hat (what was even stranger was that out of all the pucks, I took the above picture of the one she actually won with). She collected her gift certificate and has plans to go to the store with her dad this weekend to collect her prize.
Another highlight of the game for the kids was the cotton candy. Not a usual concession item purchased by me or my husband, Grandpa decided to treat them to the confection. And true to form, the kids had a little fun with the blue stuff.
"Look mom, a blue beard!"
Thanks Grandpa.
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