I got to go to my second ever Hockey match for my best friend, Elyse's, birthday :D I was so excited 'cos it's been a really long time since my last Hockey game (My first was one actually my first date, so the ice rink has a special [And awkward] place in my heart)
So let me tell you how crazy and bloodlusty I got as I saw grown men chase down a small black puck and body slam each other into the netted wall!
So my first Hockey match was my first date ever. It was such an exciting time for me, and pretty eventful as we were in the "VIP" section and this guy got so into the game next to us that he started smashing on the glass wall and broke it, causing the game to pause while they cleaned up the glass from the ice. There was a lot of expectation coming back to a hockey game, and this time I was older and knew what I WAS meant to be expecting - Which was violence.
The Phillip iceskating rink isn't like the ones though that you'd see in America. There are no thick glass walls where you can sit right up to and watch the players grind each others' faces into it. It's just a net, and a half-wall, so players have to wear this belt thingo so when they DO get smashed against the side, they don't break their backs by being bent over it. #thisisalreadysohardcoreforme
I, in hindsight, was not prepared. Having gone to this particular ice rink a lot because I love going iceskating, knew that it was going to be absolutely freezing. And yet...I decided to go in a thin jacket with a t-shirt underneath. At night. In the Canberra Autumn weather. My dumbness knows no bounds.
As soon as we got inside I knew, I just knew, I should have gotten a bigger jacket. Oh well! What is done is done, and I sat down with Cameron and started our hilariously funny commentary on nearly everything. When I couldn't warm up, I decided - 'HEY! Let's go get some hot potatoes in the form of chips because they are my one true love and maybe they'll warm up both my hands AND my stomach!' - I basically think like a Hobbit, besides looking like one :P
I wasn't prepared either for how loud the sounds of the pucks smashing into the half-walls were. I was talking, about to buy some chips, when the players were smashing the pucks towards the goal and it slammed into the wall, making me jerk and stop mid-conversation. My anxiety was like, 'YOU'RE BEING BOMBED TAKE COVER IT'S AN AIRSTRI-oh wait it's just a puck nevermind it's okay we're all good you go get those chips, girl'
The game was absolutely phenomenal! Cameron couldn't stop laughing at me as each time players would glide past us, I'd whisper - 'Go. Destroy him. Tie him to the net with his shoe laces!!' and Cameron just turned to me and said, 'Wow Ashleigh. I can see you for what you truly are now. You're a quiet sociopath.' and I just giggled as I ate another chip and then muttered under my breath for that guy to score by hugging the puck to his chest and just sliding himself into the goal (Yes I know you can't do that, yes I know it's technically against the rules, blah blah blah I think it's innovative and hilarious. 10 points for Gryffindor!) the game was Canberra vs Melbourne (Don't even ask me to name the teams because I wasn't really paying attention to what team names they had. They were just Canberra and Melbourne to me) and all I knew in the rules of Hockey was that I had to cheer for Canberra, and if the puck got into the goal/net thingo that was a point scored. EVERYTHING ELSE WAS UP IN THE AIR FOR ME. I had to keep leaning over to Cameron but even he didn't know sometimes what was happening so we just enjoyed full grown men shoving and yanking each other and hitting a small little puck around as they glided on ice like majestic angels. *Sigh* Hockey is wondrous.
My only concern? More violence! I am not normally violent by nature, but when you get me into a sport that involves violence I don't care if a team wins, I just want to see one fight and then I'll be happily satisfied. Does that make me a sadist? Possibly. Morbid? Yes. If controlled chaos is what gets me jumping to my feet and punching Cameron in the arm so he pays attention, then so it must be.
I really enjoyed my time, especially Elyse trying to get secret selfies of me in the background and me just blinking or pulling a face that requires another take because it's just so...'I'm sorry for what's happening there. It's a true tragedy' :P
So thank you Elyse, for the amazing experience of discovering the violent side of myself and being able to celebrate your birthday with you. I love you heaps and am glad that I was blessed to spend your special day with you :)
And thanks Cameron for encouraging my meanness and trying to explain SOME of the game to me. Your commentary will always stay in my memory as I laughed harder at that than some of the things that happened in the game.
And lastly....ANYTHING ON AN ICE RINK CAN BE A DATE. DON'T EVEN QUESTION ME ON THIS, CAMERON/ELYSE! It is sooooo a date! :P And a great idea date to get to know someone on a better level because you get to see if they're violent, or if they get bored easily and what they do when they're bored (Do they jump on their phone continuously? Eww)
Hockey was excellent, the company was marvellous, and the chips were 10/10 would eat again! :)
(Yes, Elyse. It is a date)