This past Sunday my sister (TJ), my fiancé (Adam), and I went to the Washington Capitals vs. Colorado Avalanche hockey game. I learned that as a DC sports fan, there’s a really good chance that I won’t make it in Colorado when we eventually move there. I’ll always be a DC fan, but it may lead to getting me into some trouble. Before I continue this story, there are some things you should know.
1. I consider myself to be a nice person. I’m patient, cry at military TV commercials, and do my best avoid curse words. In comparison to a lot of my hometown people, I’m practically an angel. (But, I’m not bragging…) Although I do have a tendency to get a little competitive every now and then.
2. I’m pretty much a rookie hockey fan. I love my DC sports and can really get into a hockey game, but this is only about my third season watching the sport regularly.
3. My sister is generally a peaceful person. She does have a tendency to stand up to bullies and the only person allowed to mess with her family is her.
4. Adam is a generally peaceful guy. He doesn’t get rattled by much.
So we went to the game. The crowd was almost a 50/50 split of Avs fans and Caps fans. I say almost because we saw one LA Kings fan. Being in Denver, the fans were very nice.
“Oh, how’d you become Caps fans?”
We live and grew up near DC.
“What are you doing out here?”
Visiting and whatnot.
Etc., etc., etc.
And so the conversation progressed. Then the doors open and we went in to the Pepsi Center. We were astonished by the cleanliness and the smell of decent food wafting through the hallways. The guy at the entrance to our seats gave us a hard time and told us that our tickets were not valid, but he did so with a smile and let us through. We were ridiculously close to the glass – just 8 rows back. We stood by the glass and watched the Caps warm up on their end and they entertained us a little by slamming the glass every now and then. One of the defensemen – and fellow redhead – chilled by the glass right next to TJ and I, so we obviously took a ginger picture. It was lovely.
Then the game began. Avs went up 1-0 in the first period. Then we tied it up in the 2nd period. Then they scored quickly and we were losing again. Then Alex Ovechkin took a hard fall into the wall. It was accidental, but he was banged up. Well, he finally got up and skated to the bench and the whole stadium clapped. Then the big screen showed him yelling a few choice words (which even I would have done if my head had gotten slammed that hard into the ice/boards) and all of the sudden the stadium was filled with the ugly sound of boos. Is it really a hockey game if someone doesn’t yell some of those words? After all, taking a swing at someone is encouraged in this sport.
After the Ovechkin potty mouth incident, the Avs fans booed every time he touched the puck. Haters gonna hate. They were just mad that they don’t have a superstar on their team. Here’s where the fun almost began.
Ovechkin was out for blood after that. Literally. He started a fight. One of his teammates (Troy Brouwer for my fellow Caps fans) started taking on 2 guys at once.
When they put Ovechkin in the sin bin for fighting (which Adam insists was a questionable decision, at best, by the refs), the guy in front of me yelled “That’s what you get” and I was ready to yell “Welcome to DC” and start taking a few swings myself. I got your back Ovechkin.
When the Avs made it 3-1 and the guy in front of us gave Ovechkin the finger, Adam had to restrain himself from pushing the guy down the bleachers.
When the Caps almost scored, but it got taken back because it was kicked in and the girls behind us yelled “Sit your @$$es down, Caps fans,” my sister had to use every fiber in her body to keep her from turning around and throwing a few punches herself.
We’re not violent people, I solemnly promise. The Avs fans weren’t particularly mean. However, when you compare us to them, we’re like devil children. Luckily, there were some drunk guys a few sections over who were also from DC that we had met earlier and who had been drinking since at least 3pm (the game was at 6). They totally would have had our backs.
And that’s why I say, you can take the girl (or guy) out of DC, but you can’t take the DC out of the girl/guy.
(I’ll put up the rest of the pictures later. They are on my sister’s camera so I am waiting for them to be sent.)
Colorado Avalanche may be a better team than we are right now. However, we pretty much trained there goalie and then traded him for a better one. Our fans start way more cheers, are more creative with their cheers, and are way more into the game than the Avs fans. The guy who does the music at the Verizon Center could give a clinic to the guy at the Pepsi Center. The guy at the Pepsi Center played tired, old songs and the guy at the Verizon Center is really excellent about playing music that matches the feeling of the game.
Also, none of their players have ever made a Russian rap video.