That was the score of last nights hockey game... which Mark and I just so happened to be at! Such FUN! We have had "Go to a Blues game together" on our To-Do list since 2008. I know, took us long enough, didn't it?!
This wasn't just a Blues game, though, it was a Blues-Blackhawks game! STL vs. Chi-Town... Does. Not. Get. Better. Than. That! So, we were super duper stoked; Mark even more so because I was willing to sport-up on the Blues gear instead of the Blackhawks gear. (Sorry, Blackhawks... but I wore you in my heart!!! And, you failed me anyway, suckas!)
Mark, after being told he was "lucky" to be going to the game by one of his friends, said "Not lucky, I just have a really awesome girlfriend. You should get one of those sometime." Hear that? I'm really awesome. I thought so. :)
Now, we always take the metro link whenever we go to a game... baseball, football, hockey - now that we have been to all :) ...so of course on this particular occasion we did so as well. Just as we were feeding the machine a $10 bill, an east-bound train was pulling up to the station. Hurrying, rushing, so we would not have to wait another 15 minutes for the next train, of course the machine would decide it did not approve of the way our $10 bill tasted and spit it right back out. Then, when it finally ate our money, it decided to take it's darn time burping out our tickets... so east-bound train pulls up to the station, people on platform enter onto train, Mark and Nichole still standing at the ticket dispenser thing, east-bound train starts heading east, Mark and Nichole standing on the platform for another 15 minutes on what is probably the windiest day Saint Louis has ever seen... aaaaannnnnd, the wind really screws up Nichole's pretty hair and makes it all knotty. Grrrrrr to you, ya stupid ticket dispenser thing!
So, now that I have painted that not-so-pretty picture, on to the game! Metro ride rather uneventful (and filled with Blues fans) we arrive at Scottrade. As we walk into the stadium I take the opportunity to point out all of the Blackhawk fans and tell Mark "See... SEE! I am not the only one!" after which, he says "Shhh, you might get us killed!" We basically spend the next several minutes just laughing and giving each other a hard time, enjoying our fun sports rivalry, when, as we are standing at the top of an escalator rummaging through my purse for our tickets to find our seats, someone comes up beside me and yells "Go Blues". Immediately, I am thinking "What kind of flippity flappity freak is yelling into my ear? I don't even know them! Annoying!" and then I look up and IT'S MY SISTER!!!!! LMAO!!!! (I knew they were around there somewhere, but I hadn't received their text yet so I didn't think they had arrived.) We start laughing and within seconds Mark, myself, and my siblings are all clumped together chit-chatting. They were all like "YOU (as in me) are in Blues gear? I'm surprised!" ha ha Anyways, so we get out the camera and a lovely vendor lady takes our picture for us:
(Mark, myself, John Michael, Gena, Jeremy, & Amanda)
Aren't we cute :)
Unfortunately, our seats are in a separate section so Mark and I part ways with them and head over to find our seats. Our seats turn out to be awesome! See, I'm super short. Super, super short! I always have this problem, even in stadium seating, where I have limited view when people are in front of me. Well, I really am an awesome girlfriend, because I got us ahhhhmazing seats! Absolutely nothing in front of us :) Here is our view of the game (You have to excuse the quality of all of these photos. Scottrade does not allow professional cameras in, so I had to use my small Canon.)
As always, the camera makes things look much farther away than they are. We were super pleased with our seats, and will purchase our future tickets in the same section/row.
It wouldn't be Us if we didn't snap one or two (okay, several) self-snappies of us enjoying the game. I'll spare y'all and only post one...
Not the best, but hey, they can't all be winners (the Blackhawks certainly weren't last night!!)
Here are a few more from the game:
Huggle (my word for a hug/huddle) right after the Blackhaws score (their only point!)
"Sticks and stones may break my bones, but words will never hurt me." There was a freaking awesomely long fight right at the beginning of the game (don't ask me why I didn't grab my camera... so disappointed that I didn't!). I was really hoping for some action here, but these two were too pansy to fist up. Booo!
Blues score point 4. Everyone freaks out because this means they get a free Big Mac. And, I will point out here, that with every point the Blues scored, Mark pointed to my shirt and said "Look who you're wearing, Blues fan!"
As if the Blackhawks were not already playing pathetically enough (C'mon guys!) the Blues scored their final point number 5 with 14.7 seconds left in the game.
A winning game and free Big Macs for everyone! I personally find it entertaining that point 4, the Big Mac score, was scored by player Andy McDonald. Am I the only one who caught the humor in that?
As Mark and I gather our things to head out, we decide to take one more self-snappy of us with the ice in the background. Watching us fail and most likely taking great pity on us, a couple who had been sitting a few rows behind us kindly and graciously offers to snap it for us (and we do the same for them). Really grateful, because this is a super fun picture:
Not wanting to wait in the Metro lines, we decide to take a gander into the gift shop. We mosey on through, for quite a while, trying to find some sort of memento from our first Blues game together. Nothing. Really. The only things we like are the jerseys, tees, and hats. Everything else looked too cheap for us. So, as we keep trying to settle for one souvenir or another, we come up with a genius plan. We are going to take our tickets, our favorite pictures from the game, write a little memory, and frame it all pretty-like in a shadow box to hang behind our bar in the basement. Perfect idea, and so much better than anything we could have purchased in the gift shop! So, with the decision made... it's off to the Metro we go.
Because we wasted such a ridiculous amount of time in the gift shop, the lines for the Metro are easy-peasy and we get right onto a train with no problem finding a seat. It is during our ride when I look at my phone and see a text from Jeremy: "Wanna come over here third period? Free seats next to us." and then their section and row. Dag Nabbit!!! We sure woulda!!!
We were so excited to finally cross off "Go to a Blues game together" on our To-Do list that by the end of the night we were kind of sad it was over. We absolutely love our first experiences together. Oh well, with this one down, it's off to the next item on the list!
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