To begin I am officially declaring myself a Chicago Blackhawks road jinx as I witnessed another bloodbath live this week. The arena was stunning however and like the bougie asshole that I am it was viewed from a luxury suite courtesy of my soon to be new employer.
That illuminated kraken tentacle lowers down from the ceiling and lights up in different colors just for the introduction of the game.
Then it just goes up into the rafters until the next game. It feels like they built those weird ass triangular Jumbotrons just to accommodate this one stupid feature. I would have liked to be in that meeting and said “why don’t we just lower it out of the inside of a regular square scoreboard” just to watch the avant garde architects all look at me with disgust for my lack of vision and taste.
Don’t let that 2-1 score fool you this was when I was still in a relatively good mood. The lightest beer they had tasted like I imagine a craft brewers asshole might and the bleeding stopped at 7-1. As I became more desperate for things to come back with whilst my team was being gang-banged on the ice I couldn’t help but focus in on that championship banner of deceit. A desperate team clinging on to the success of an ancient forgotten squad completely unrelated to the current organization except they played for the same city.
I don’t trust a single one of these fellas but their uniforms are something special. The Google shows a colorized version that looks like an ugly Christmas sweater. Here’s to hoping that hats like the goalie is wearing NEVER come back into fashion. And some of those haircuts make me think some of these guys signed up for WW2 but enlisted in the losing side… anyway, that is complete speculation on my part knowing full well that I might have some blood relations on the wrong side of history.
That was a 2 day PTO trip to meet my new company and other than the abysmal hockey result it did not disappoint. I had a weird ass week before I left as my current job continued to prove me right for leaving but there is no reason to beat that particular dead horse. I have one more full week of work and then I PTO the shit out of the rest of this year in a vein attempt to use it all up before I go. I have so much paid time off that I tried to gift some to my friends who use it but no luck. Should just get the balance paid out but it’s not a fight worth having as I exit. One more week to go.