I Would Have Lost That Bet

Way back in the late spring, when it seemed all but inevitable that the NHL was going to lock out the players this season, I knew the entire season would be lost.  In the early morning hours today, a tentative agreement was decided on after a marathon 16-hour negotiating session between the league and the players.  We will now have a half-season's worth of hockey.  And this is why I will never make it in the stock market:  I ALWAYS make the wrong choice.

For the past months, I have been trying to convince myself that my life was fine without hockey, that I could make it through a winter without my beloved Red Wings.  As soon as the news came down, I was as giddy as a schoolgirl going on a date with the star quarterback.  All of my bravado of "They won't have ME to kick around anymore." and "I am DONE with this Mickey Mouse league." and "I can live without hockey." went right out the window.  Despite the abuse the NHL piles on the fans--and they DID abuse the fans with this bullshit--I am willing to go back for more.  And I can't wait.  The season should start on or about the 15th and they should play 48-50 games before the playoffs--'only' 32-34 games fewer than a normal season.

So, NHL/NHLPA, whip me, beat me, call me dirty names--I WILL come crawling back.  A little wiser and a little less caring, but I WILL come back.  I almost hate myself for being so easy.