See, miracles do happen. On Saturday, my dismally disappointing hockey team, the Tampa Bay Lightning, shut out the New York Islanders, 4-0. Goalie Mike Smith stopped 30 shots and earned his first shut-out since December 2008. (That one was against the Pittsburgh Penguins. There will be a quiz later, boys and girls.)
Naturally I wasn’t watching this particular game, because I have a knack for only watching the games in which the Lightning shoot the puck into the other team’s goal, pick fights and get their rears trounced, and lose by a landslide.
Gary, too, was a happy little sports fan on Saturday, since his football team, Alabama, munched on the Gators for a 32-13 win. Given that there are no goalies, checking, or hockey sticks in football, it does not hold my attention, but I was happy for him anyway.
My Lightning gang take on the Capitals tonight, but I already have front-row reservations for a much more exciting game: the kids have soccer games tonight, and I’m clearing out of work early to make sure we catch as much of the games as possible! I reminded them there is no checking in soccer, so their opposing teams should be relatively safe.