January 5, 2007
I’ve never been to a hockey game. Ever. Hubby is taking me this Saturday to a Calgary Flames game. I’m actually kinda excited even though I can’t really classify myself as a sports fan.
My 2 oldest sons and I were at the table the other night and I asked them if there’s anything I need to know about going to a hockey game?
Me: So, is there anything I should know?
Both boys look at me and then at each other, then at me again.
Sean: Ya. There are naked girls that come out on the ice, to shovel it.
Me: Naked? Like nude? Like no clothes on?
Me: Ah, well are there any naked men for mama?
Sean: Nope. Sorry.
Me: Well that sucks. But, anyway, that seems a bit inappropriate since people bring young children. We’re bringing your 6 year old sister.
Sean: Whatever. Keeps the men happy.
Me: No doubt but still, seems a bit wrong.
Matt: Oh, there’s the other thing.
Me: What other thing?
Matt: Well when Kiprusoff makes a good save, there’s a chant.
Me: Okay. What chant?
Matt: Everyone shouts, “tops off for Kiprusoff”. Then the women in the crowd are supposed to flash their boobs.
Me: What???????????? Uh, I don’t know if I want to do that.
Matt: Everyone will boo you if you don’t. You’ll look like a loser.
Me: But, ah, that isn’ something I really want to do in front of 19,000 fans. Plus, hello, we will have Maddy with us.
Matt: Well look like a loser then.
Sean: Hell I even flashed when I went to the game.
Me: Well you’re a guy, that’s a little different.
Matt: You’re gonna get booed.
Me: I don’t really want to get booed.
Matt: Well you’ll have to flash then.
Me: I guess.
Later on, when hubby returned, I asked him if he’d be upset if I flashed.
Hubby: What? Flashed what?
Me: You know, for the chant.
Hubby: What chant?
Me: You know, ‘tops off for Kiprusoff’.
Hubby: What the hell kinda weed you on? There’s no chant like that.
Me: Really? The boys said there was and that I would have to lift my shirt up.
Hubby: Good Lord, why would you even listen to them?
Me: So it’s not true?
Hubby: Ummm. NO.
Me: Oh. Well what about the naked girls?
Hubby: What naked girls?
Me: Ah the ones on the ice.
Hubby: Good God woman, they’re not naked. The wear pants and a halter top, hardly naked. People take their kids to the games, it’s a family event. Duh.
Me: Ya, well I totally knew that they were jiving me. *Blink blink blink*
Anyway it should be fun! Go Flames Go!