People tell me I have an anger problem, they tell me that I let my rage get the best of me. I tell them that I'm a Saint Louis Blues Fan and they can't understand what I'm going through right now. Fan is probably an understatement in fact. You see ever since I can remember, hockey and the Saint Louis Blues have been in my life. My Dad played amateur hockey before I was born, and as soon as I was physically capable I had a stick in my hands and a Blues jersey on my back. I've read Bob Plagers book cover to cover multiple to try and gain a peak at the glory days, and I'll admit that when the Arena was heartlessly brought down, I couldn't help but cry.(My parents have it on film and enjoy showing it to women I bring over for dinner) For 19 years I've been following the Blues and dealing with the pain of failed Cup hopes and the unending train wreck that has been this team since the lock-out and ill-advised selling of the team. At this point in my life I no longer see the Blues organization has just a team, but a life long friend that I feel comfortable turning to in times of need. It is though this friendship that I try to rationalize my volcanic rage when watching them play tonight. You see friends have a certain level of trust between them, the Blues trust me to be supportive and I trust them to try their best till the end of the game in order to bring home the W. Yet sometimes that trust is violated,(i.e. the vancouver game) and it is a painful experience but good friends can move past such mistakes. The problem occurs when one of the friend repeatedly violates the others trust in them.(i.e. the Nashville game) It is at this point that I get pissed. Every game day I give up 2+ hours of study time to watch the Blues play and to watch them not once but TWICE IN A ROW piss away a two goal lead because they played with zero heart in the third period just makes me lose control. Thus I react by screaming bloody murder and tonight I threw one of my running shoes all the way down the dorm hall, narrowly missing my RA as she stepped out of her room. Yes I can understand how this can seem like an overreaction to some but as I said before they just don't understand. I sincerely hope that the Blues can pull themselves together because I am running out of shoes.
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