I am noticing that my moods are changing. I am finding myself gearing up to become manic/depressive in a big, big way. While I have shown some signs of manic/depression, it won't get to full swing for another 3 weeks. Yes, once again, the Stanley Cup playoffs are right around the corner. I will be MIA. I will be giddy with happiness. I will be surly and uncommunicative. I will be my normal, playoff-mode self. And, in my heart of hearts, as long as the Red Wings are playing, I will have such happiness that no one can imagine.
I would assume that any fan of any sport is quite the same way as I am. However, I don't know if any other sport does the playoffs like hockey does. Not only do we get to see almost a month's worth of pre-season games and another 82-game full-season, but then we get the playoffs, which last for two months. Yes, we can get almost 10 months of hockey in a year's time--and that is a long haul, for sure. And for someone as fanatically in love with the game as I am, it isn't nearly enough. :)
No one even had to tell me that the playoffs were close--I could see some of the Wings were switching to 'playoff mode' already. Baby Boy is getting feisty these days--something that he isn't known for during the regular season. The other night he gave a player a face-wash and last night he jumped right into the middle of a scrum. For someone who is one of the most passive hockey players out there, it is a change. Of course, I'm loving every minute of it--he IS my Baby Boy, after all. :D
For those of you who REALLY couldn't care less about the game of hockey, I promise not to bore you too much with any news about the sport. While I have my hockey blog, I don't post there often--okay, I have let it languish completely--so I MAY say something here and there. It IS my life, after all. But I won't bore you too much. Just know that hockey is the reason I may be MIA, giddy, or surly--and thank the NHL.