Tuesday, March 03, 2009

A pride that's not my own

So, this past weekend, we went to the final home series for UND hockey. They were playing against Colorado College. They tied on Saturday, which bummed me out because the I knew that even if they won on Sunday, they wouldn't have swept and they wouldn't do my favorite thing (this circle at center ice after the game where all the players tap and raise their sticks...I know it sounds corny, but whatever). But they won on Sunday and maybe because it was the final home game of the regular season, they did their center ice thing. And when they do that, I feel a little overwhelmed.

Now it could be pregnancy. I'm not really sure, but after they left the ice, the seniors came back out and skated around while a little video played showcasing those players. I felt a little bit choked up at that too. And again, I rationalized that it was pregnancy because I don't know any of those kids from Adam. If I ran one over, I wouldn't know who they were. And yet, I was proud of them for playing for the team that I cheer for.

It was a strange and surreal feeling, and I am sure a bit overly analytical, but that's how I roll.

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

I have felt the same way when they have done that in past games that we have been to. Everyone loves it!

Juniper Spangletoes said...

I saw a guy on the big screen who was standing with his cell phone ready to take a picture and I was like Lukin, with that Grandma Unke noise, because I missed it.

Anonymous said...

LOL....Mike was the exact same way last year standing there with his cell phone ready to snap a picture.....he got it, but it's hard because they do it so quick.