I've mentioned it before and I'll say it again ... I don't get hockey or football or baseball for that matter. I mean, I know the basic rules and I know the difference between periods, quarters and innings and I know a few team (and even player) names. I just don't get the passion behind undying support for "your" team. Until playoff time, and even a great deal into playoffs, I am as fickle as can be when choosing "my" team. Every so often I will try to follow the general happenings a bit. For example, the Riders won last night (against Montréal no less). There was even the Detroit/Phoenix game on last night during my dinner with Sarah at Moxies. I think Detroit needs new uniforms ... the red one does not make me want to cheer for them.
This evening, in continuation of my procrastination, I scanned the channels and was about to watch the Senators/Canadiens game this evening. But no. I cannot watch said game. Instead of options, I "get" to watch the Leaf/Flames game. And how is one supposed to pick a team from that match-up I ask?
Rather than pick between two equally unenchanting options, I have decided to quit procrastinating, sit myself down and work on this conference thing (5 more days and counting! -- the pressure's on).
Of note, it is made more enjoyable by the sounds of Regina Spektor ([thanks Sally for the heads up] notably 20 years of snow) and Imogen Heap's Speak for yourself.