I have been known to say that I left Canada because of hockey. I am not overly fond of the game. As a girl I used to go and watch because all my friends did. In those days, the rinks were not heated and by the end of the third period, my knees would be frozen. I didn’t like seeing the hulking male bodies slamming into one another in their mad pursuit to get the tiny puck into the net.
But that said, when there would be a BIG game, I would be as excited as everyone else and would convert into as big a fan as the next person. During the winter Olympics in 2010, I was in seventh Heaven after Canada’s huge win in my hometown, Vancouver. And yes, yes, yes… like almost all of those born in the “true north strong and free”, I puffed up with national pride, put on a red and white shirt and joined in the chorus of, “Hockey is CANADA’s game.”
And so, you could say, that while I am not exactly a loyal hockey fan… I do possess the gene that predisposed me to get very excited when the Vancouver Canucks made it to the Stanley Cup playoffs. To see them so firmly trounced was disappointing to say the least!
But in Vancouver, no doubt fueled by alcohol, the angry fans turned violent… raging in the streets and setting fires. As the Vancouver Sun reports, the post-game was definitely NOT Canada’s proudest moment.
I ask myself: What possesses some people think they have the right to destroy others’ property, reputations, honor… just because their team lost a game?
So maybe this is the answer to living a peaceful existence? Skip professional sports events and controversial arenas of all kinds… focus on your friends and other relationships… Don’t let the negativity sour you!