It’s been awhile since I’ve written on here about anything, let alone about the Pens. The past season, a lot of things changed in my life.
My son started kindergarten and his sports schedule became more intense. We’ve been juggling school, ice hockey, power skating, learn to play clinics, soccer, and now roller hockey.
It’s a lot, especially when you’re manning the helm by yourself.
Weeknights are different than they were a year ago. 7:00 is usually puck drop, but that’s also homework time. 8:00 is bath time. Then there is story, song, and bed at 8:30. I might watch the 1st period. I usually miss the entire 2nd and part of the 3rd. Then there is packing lunches and getting everything ready for the next day and doing chores like the never-ending pile of laundry that we create together. And let’s face it. I don’t want to go to bed at midnight and I don’t want to have to wake up at 4:30am just to get lunches and clothes ready for the day when I already have to get up at 5:15.
How many outfits do we got through a day? My work clothes, my gym clothes, whatever I change into after work, and then whatever I wear to bed. Plus his school clothes and if he changed after school and all of his hockey and other sports jerseys, socks, Under Armour, etc. It piles up and it piles up freaking fast. His stuff needs washed pretty much immediately because sweaty hockey gear is the most repulsive crap in the universe.
When was the last time I watched a full hockey game, from start to finish? Probably March 27th when my butt was physically in a seat at Consol Energy Center.
Life is just changing. I am spending more time doing mom duties as my kid is learning to read and more interactive with wanting to play board games and other things, but also because he’s at an age now where life isn’t so resticted. Why should we sit inside on a beautiful Saturday afternoon watching hockey when we can be outside playing it or out and about getting fresh air? I sit inside an office all week. The weather is nice now and I’m taking advantage.
Going from hard core to casual hasn’t been that bad of a thing. Work is picking up like crazy so having that extra time to check Twitter for GM and coach updates and player trades isn’t a priority. I used to be the first to know, and now I’m like well…I’ll find out eventually.
There is more to life than sports. Sports is still one of my son and I’s most cherished past times together. We’re hitting up Pirate games and trying new things like going to Riverhounds games, seeing the WWE, comic book conventions, and going to his first concert. But the best thing I get to do every day is cheer for MY son scoring goals. It’s 1,000 times more rewarding than watching any goal Sidney Crosby has ever scored in his career.
Being a casual fan isn’t as bad as people make it out to be, just like being a bandwagon fan isn’t necessarily bad. It doesn’t make you less of a fan. It doesn’t mean you don’t have heart. It doesn’t mean you aren’t entitled to opinions on the game and your favorite team and the league. It means that some things deserve pieces of my heart and my attention more.
This guy here…I’m his number 1 fan.