Thursday, May 13, 2004
Blogging while driving
No, not really. We’ve checked into a nice motel for the night. Jamie is very excited about this-- it’s one of those residence-suite deals and he has the pullout sofabed in the front room. He has been reading license plates all day long, and it did not escape his notice that this place has a pool. When we travel together I have a bunch of keywords with which he can describe his behavior to me (and to himself): independent, mature, patient, and (the only one that doesn’t involve praise) relentless. To this we can now add observant.
About the Flyers-Lightning game: on the one hand, nobody wants to hear about this. On the other hand, somebody’s got to do hockey blogging right, and it might as well be me. Suffice it to say that the Lightning won the crucial (imaginary, but crucial) award for Cumulative Team Hand-Eye Coordination. They batted pucks out of the air all night, stripped the Flyers almost at will, and scored two gorgeous, backbreaking goals in the third period, just after the Flyers had come out . . . um . . . flying in the first minute of the period and narrowed the score to 2-1. The first involved a perfectly executed long pass that sprung Vincent Lecavalier on a breakaway just 40 seconds after the Flyers’ goal, a breakaway he converted by snapping a shot cleanly over Robert Esche’s left shoulder, thus quieting the crowd considerably; the second started with a turnover forced by the Lightning in center ice and culminated in a tic-tac-toe passing play between Martin St. Louis and Brad Richards so deft and dazzling that even Philadelphia fans, notoriously unreflective as they are, buzzed in awe.
Actually the Flyers fans were a pretty knowledgeable and discerning bunch. Really. Their interpretation of hockey’s offsides rules sometimes differed appreciably from that of the officials, but I know no one wants to hear about offsides rules.
