April 30th, 2002

crane

Roy-Hoo!

The Avalanche, yet again, are the cardiac kids. Just like last year's playoffs, and even the year before. They start out great, fall down in the middle, and then get back up when no one thinks they can, and for a second year in a row, they win in game seven against the LA Kings.

Poor Potvin, four goals *again*.

It's also always a joy to watch old Adam Foote. I think the most satisfying thing about watching him work is that he always does the thing that my defender's gut says has to be done in nearly every tight situation. There was one floor check last night where he just bowled a wing over that just had me going "Ahhh..."

I never thought too much about the Avalanche when I was in the Northwest. They were a mid-West team that was pretty good after they'd moved from Canada, and I used to think Roy (pronounced WAH!) was the core of the team. Little did I know... after moving here I've seen a whole lot more of the team and gradually become more and more impressed with them. I love Drury and Forsberg on the same line. I really like old Super Joe doing what he does best. I enjoy watching, now, the Avalanche's defensive toughness which is a fairly new thing. It's fun.

Though I don't follow them the way some of the San Jose LJ folks follow their Sharks. I've enjoyed them and it's going to be a very interesting series coming up.
crane

Temptation

There's a marketing guy at work who has season Ave's tickets and just got his tickets for the second round of playoffs and half an hour ago, offered his first game's tickets up for sale. They're in the corner, but nearly on the ice...

AAAAAAAaaaaaggghh!

Before Jet we'd have jumped on 'em without a thought. But getting a babysitter on a 'school night' that'll take him until, perhaps 1 or two in the morning if it goes into overtime... so we asked the ticket holder if they let 2 and under in for free if the kid sits in our laps... and found that the Ticketmaster rule sheet says "Children 2 and under free if they sit in a ticketholder's lap" *and* the line "Varys by event."

Then we actually thought about a fifteen-month-old at 1 am in a huge crowd, and, actually with Jet he'll probably just be asleep no matter how loudly the crowd roars, he slept through a party with a band so loud no one could talk over it when he was less than a week old. Still. Then there's the fact that John and I aren't what we used to be and waking up at 6 every morning with a very happy, active Jet who doesn't have any clue what the words "sleep in you'll need it tonight" mean is not very conducive to being coherent at 1 in the morning for a thirty minute drive back home.

We finally had to decide not to do it, and I'm a little sad, but not regretful. I had assumed we'd give up this kind of stuff when we decided to have a kid, and it was pretty cool to *think* about it for a while, but... what's important to us changes.