I wanted to live in the moment as long as I could before I turned it into a memory.
We arrived and saw the giant pucks with Blues players and banners everywhere. It was raining, which was mildly irritating as I was looking fantastic in my Winter Classic jersey, but my giant poncho was covering it up.Thousands of people were forcing their way into Ballpark Village to see the Nelly show. This was our original plans to, but as we neared Busch Stadium, the energy and excitement was too much to stay away from. Sal and I went in.
There was only a few thousand people in Busch at the time, which was great. We got to take in everything before it was overrun with 40,000 other people.
It was raining pretty hard, but it was still incredible to see the ice down in Busch.
The pictures and camera shots made the ice look so far away from the nosebleed seats. I expected to not really see the game and was prepared just to take in the energy. Actually, it was the best view I think I've ever had.
They managed to pipe in a blues band over the stadium PA and had some pop-folk band playing without issue, but the refs microphones still were not working. We were sitting in a Blackhawk heavy section, so anytime a penalty was called, the entire section sort of looked around at each other to see who was happy.And after the Hawks scored on very muddy looking ice a minute into the game. There was this brief moment early on when I realized how much I spent and didn't consider that the Blues could get blown out. I would've felt terrible. Luckily, things went the right way.
The Blues scored 4 unanswered goals by Berglund, Tarasenko (2), and Steen.
Bring out the Zamboni, the Blues won the Winter Classic.
I lived in the moment. taking in the Winter Classic as much as I could. I knew this was a once in a life time event and it really lived up to it.
The fans were loud, excited, and willing to support their gritty hockey team in the rain, in January.
No comments:
Post a Comment