This is my first post, so take it easy on me.
As Blues fans were getting ready for Game 5 on Saturday evening, I was suiting up to attend a wedding reception for someone my fiance' works with. Needless to say I was not in a good mood. But I really had no choice in the matter, especially since we would be rubbing shoulders with her company seniors and front office big-shots.
The reception was in old downtown St. Charles, and walking to the locale I begin to see several Blues jerseys walking around. I notice a bar along the way, and sure enough, it's right across the street from where we would be. So as we are schmoozing with her co-workers and execs, I'm thinking of nothing else but the potential series clincher I am missing. Oh, and of course the place doesn't have a TV...So I smiled through my teeth, exchanged handshakes, laughed at jokes I didn't understand, trying to hide the fact that I am chained against my will and playing 'the good fiance' with the neon glow of the Budweiser, PBR, and other nectar of the gods signage hanging across the street at the bar that was somehow out of reach.
It's getting late in the night, late in the 3rd period I figured, when my phone starts going ape-shit. 10 messages flood my phone. I start shaking with anticipation. After reading all ten, all saying "Oh, baby!", "Did you see that???", "Unbelievable!" and other various exclamations that made the chains feel that much heavier. What's even better? (a hint of sarcasm) None of them described what happened, who scored, who made a save, who hit who.
So I starting to sweat at this point, staring at the fans in the bar across the street celebrating. A small group from the reception start sneaking out to the bar. I look at my fiance and she sees the current state I am in. She smiles and and says "You can leave and watch the game." FINALLY! The chains of bondage have been broken! I run across to the bar and watch the remainder of the game: 2-1 now and everyone filling me in on what happened. You all know what happened, so I won't waste time saying anything. All I can say is that I actually felt better running up a tab at the bar for that short time than drinking for free at the reception. Also, being with Blues fans makes any night worth it. What a win. GO BLUES!