Smid vs. Smid

J-Rawk. Yes, Oilers vs. Flames was all i could dream of and More. i tried really hard to convince myself that i cared about the midterm i wrote for my evening class right before the game but all i could think about the whole way through was who i thought the starting line-up would be. Basically in the exam my train of thought went a li'l like this:

"John Locke made an integral impact on the current political atmosphere of the United States of America through his views of the seperation of Church and State which was implemented by Jefferson in the--hmm that will be sweet if winchester plays on the first or second line this season. ---- The 2 ideological differences between official religion and unofficial---i hope torres takes a couple hard runs at kippy ----religion is the doctrine of official religion that is strictly organized and maintained by various religious experts --- holy shit it will be weird not to see georgey on the ice-- as well and the institutional organization and distributition of autonomy within that religion."

that's pretty much what my brain sounded like the entire time i wrote it untill i finally admitted to myself there was no way i could focus and finished my essay 20 mins early. I literally sprinted down Hub Mall to the LRT station which was shockingly, a 50/50 split of flames and oilers jerseys...i knew there was a reason that i thought every guy @ UofA was a douche. once i got on the train though the party began. pretty much as soon as i sat down i had a dude in an oilers jersey offer to pour some liquor from his flask into the RockStar i was drinking....as im sure you know, normally i would've been all over that [the drink, not the guy jackass] but somewhere in the back of my mind a little voice yelling the word "ROOFIES" managed to be heard over the din of the Oiler's chants and i politely declined. it's been awhile since my conscience or common sense contacted me. i was a little relieved to realize they are still kickin' around. HaHa. i got to the game and was happily surprised to realize that [A] i can't read tickets very well and [B] i was centre ice, 8th row rather than stuck in a stuffy box with suits munching on popcorn. The crowd around me was still pretty corporate but there were a couple of rowdies behind the flames penalty box that were whispering sweet nothings through the glass at Iggy while he served his time. Also, a super drunk, old guy with a beer belly took his shirt off and threw his bandanna on the ice when oilers scored their third goal...picture a Randy-sized Cheeseburger gut. it was Awe-shom!

So, although the game was ridonqulous fun it made me realize something...that playoff game i went to last summer was something special. i don't think a game will, personally for me, ever be that momentous or exciting. I think there are certain life events I have had [and every person has] that will never quite have the same impact or significance on me even if I do attempt to recreate them.

Let’s take a look back in time shall we:
My first gold medal @ skiing, the first time I got ejected from a soccer game, the first time I got drunk as fuck, my first kiss, the first time I smoked up (simpson hill baby,) my first high school dance, losing the big V, the first men’s washroom I got kicked out of [and no, the last two do NOT go hand in hand,] my first school ski trip, my first concert, the first time i realized that i had become one of "those people" who like Emo, my first summer away from home, the first time i discovered my alter-ego "Ginny-Linny," The first time i went to the Back-Alley, the first time I said the word ridonqulous…etc. etc.

but honestly and truly, that game has got to be in the top 7.5 significant moments of my life. It was just so fucking collectively exciting for all of us in the crowd. And for that, I think I have to officially, on our blog, to be commemorated on the Internet forever, thank-you for switching that shift for me. You are da’ shizzo. Well, it’s about time I go, I will leave our dedicated blog viewers with one final thought; how hard do you think it would be for Cory to murder Ladislav Smid and secretly assume his identity? Observe exhibit A:
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