For those of you, already wondering what today’s post is all about let me explain:
Starting this WordCount Blogathon challenge, at the beginning of the month of May, I wondered about finding interesting subjects to post about. A few of you kind readers did help me by giving some helpful suggestions. Post about everyday life you said so here it is because right now at this time of the year, everyday life in Canada is all about Hockey 😉
A short while later one evening, while watching the Playoffs I made my son a very strange promise telling him, that if the Vancouver Canucks Hockey team playing at the time against the Chicago Blackhawks was to win against Chicago, I would devote a whole post about the team or at least having hockey as the subject theme.
So here I am, intent on keeping my promise, because as it turns out not only the Canucks won against the Chicago BlackHawks but they also won against the Nashville’s Predators.
They are playing tonight against the San Jose Sharks, so I thought I’d better get writing 😉
Today’s post however will be more about my 10 years old’s obsession with our Hockey team than with the sport itself. It all started about 9 months ago and at the time I thought it was quite endearing. The sweet way he would always want to keep score, knowing at all time where the team was on the Western Conference Standings. Often trying to convert me and his dad to become devoted, loving full-time hockey fans. Let it be known for the record that I am a fair weathered hockey fan. I only become interested in the sport during the Playoffs and every year I leave the game having understood very little about it, being French does not help.
This year however is totally different, Sweet Son is making sure of that. He is reminding us to be loyal and hopeful and teaching us to be excited about something we have absolutely no control over. He is also teaching us to let him be who he is, a bundle of tears and laughs all jumbled up within. Our young boy is learning in front of us about the up and downs of being a true sport fan, a kind of metaphor for the roller-coaster of life and showing us that he can handle it.