Tuesday, September 22, 2009


Thursday night was so great. The drive to Nashville, parking with the same guy from last year, walking to the Arena, and finally in the seats for the season. It was exciting to just see the ice after such a long off-season. I forgot how excited I get when the boys skate out of the big Pred head!

The 3rd jerseys look SWEET!!! Can't wait to get mine. I had a good laugh at the sight of Erat "modeling" the new sweater. I call him "Prima Ballerina", so seeing him model wasn't a stretch for me. Seeing Legwand "model" was funny to me, as my nickname for him is "Captain Caveman". Joel Ward did a fine job, but I don't have a nickname for him yet.

The game was awesome, even if it was just a pre-season game. Didn't see many of the Atlanta starters, and I kind of thought they hung Drew McIntyre out to dry. Colin Wilson looked very comfortable out there, and looked like he was having a blast! The Sully-Arnott-Dumont line looked great as well. Ryan Ellis didn't do much, but he looked like he was having fun too. I was impressed with Arnott coming in to back up Shea, not like he needed it, but we don't need him hurt. Cody Franson unfortunately took the worst of his skirmish, but it was exciting to see a fight on night one. Nice to get the shutout win on the first night at home. It was also great to run into some of the friends we made last season. It felt like a big family reunion. A lot can happen in the off-season..... Congratulations to Jamie & Melissa who are expecting TRIPLETS!!!

Not much time to digest Thursday night's game, as the Preds met up with the Columbus Blue Jackets on Saturday night. There is not a lot of love lost between the two teams, which usually makes for a great game. Before the game, there was word that some of the Jackets had it out for Jordin Tootoo that night, so I was expecting a show.

In my opinion, Triston Grant got screwed. I mean, how do you Superman tackle someone from behind and not get penalized? The refs heard it from the crowd, though. Then, the scariest thing I had ever seen. True to the rumors, it was time to brawl. Now, I love hockey fights as much as the next girl (ok, so most girls probably don't like it, but anyway), but what happened Saturday night scared me pretty bad. Tom Sestito decided it was time to challenge Jordin, and you could see the two of them jawing at each other before the face-off. As soon as the puck dropped, it was on. Looked to me that Sestito was going to get the better of Toots, as he is somewhat bigger, but as usual, Toots got a few good punches in and was in control. The crowd was going crazy, until all of a sudden Sestito hit the ice with the back of his helmetless head and didn't move. I've never heard the crowd go from so loud to so quiet. Sestito lay there motionless for what seemed like an eternity. Finally he was helped off the ice by his teammates. I don't like the Jackets, but I hope he has a speedy recovery.

Pekka looked a little rusty, but I think Dan did a great job. The game was chippy from the get go, and I thought RJ Umberger was really looking for a beating. He never got one, but we have a whole season to go. Got a little worried when I didn't see Sully after the first period. Glad to hear it was the groin and not the back.

Looked like we were going home with the first loss of the pre-season (not including the rookie games), but as is the case with my boys, we pulled it out. Shea Weber still has the rocket shot, and fortunately for us it hit the net and not one of our guys (Sorry, couldn't resist!!)! A nail in the coffin to send the Jackets packing for now.

This has been a long week, having to wait an entire seven days to see another game. The break between this Saturday and the home opener is going to feel like an eternity, but I'm so glad the boys are back! Looking forward to Saturday's game against the 'Canes, and of course, my first Meet the Team party coming up in a couple of weeks.

Another somewhat rambling post, so bear with me. Until next time....

Tuesday, September 15, 2009

Less Than 48 Hours...

I can't wait! The puck drops in Nashville in 2 days! Even if it is pre-season, it's still hockey.

Sounds like Colin Wilson may be the real deal, scoring in both rookie games in Atlanta. Hope to see him Thursday!

The Kessel rumors are gaining steam, and although I have no idea about salary caps and the CBA, it would be nice to have a proven goal scorer on the team. Imagine him on a line w/ Leggy & Erat....

I hate that I have not had the opportunity to attend training camp @Sportsplex. However, several of the other Preds bloggers have been there and have written great recaps of the action. And, unfortunately, I'll miss most of the PredsFest activities due to work. Stupid job- work should not interfere with my addiction, but I have to pay for those tickets somehow!

Still haven't received my tickets and I am getting a little more than antsy. If they are delivered UPS I will not be able to get them until Friday due to my work schedule. Maybe I can leave early tomorrow to see if they have attempted to deliver them. I feel like a kid at Christmas waiting on Santa to bring me gifts! Did I mention I'm excited??

Sorry for the short, rambling post tonight, but it's almost time for bed. Until next time....

Sunday, September 6, 2009

Hi, I'm New Here!

So I thought I'd give this blogging thing a try. I have successfully made it through the off season (almost), and with less than two weeks to go until preseason, I have managed to not go completely crazy.

One might ask, how did a Southern girl get so obsessed with hockey? Football is pretty much king in the south, especially in Tennessee, where you live and die with the Vols and the Titans. Don't get me wrong, I love football, it's considered blasphemy here if you don't. However, slowly but surely, hockey has taken over the number one spot in the "sports I love" category. It happened before I even knew what hit me. I had been a casual observer. You know, going to a game here and there, catching it on TV if there was nothing else on.

Then came the 2007-2008 season. I went to a few games here and there with my dad, got some free tickets from others, and the more I learned about the game, the more I wanted to go. So, in late March through the end of the regular season in April, I got to witness some of the most awesome displays of sport I had ever seen. It was coming down to the wire, and the push for that playoff spot was on. I was into it... really, really into it. And then it happened. The most spontaneous act I had ever witnessed. April 3rd, 2008. We were playing the St. Louis Blues and really needed the win. I was totally into the game by now, yelling and screaming until I thought my throat would bleed (not supposed to yell at all, but that's another story for another time). Then, in the third period, it happened. There was a TV timeout, but before any of the usual filler used during the timeouts could be cued up, the arena started rocking. Fans on their feet, waving the free T-shirts we had received upon arrival to the game. It was sooo loud, and the ovation continued throughout the entire timeout. You could tell it really pumped our boys up, and I couldn't shake the chills it gave me to witness that (in fact, I'm getting them now just thinking about that moment). It was by far the most awesome thing I had ever witnessed as a sports fan.

Of course, after the game, I told my dad in the little bit of voice I had left, that if we made it in, I would be at the playoff games come hell or high water. We got in, and, luckily, our company had a special offer to purchase playoff tickets. I bought them right up and convinced a friend to go to. Not so luckily, we had to face the Detroit Red Wings (or, as they're lovingly known here, the Dead Things). Dad already had his tickets, so we just had to meet up during intermissions. Watching those first two games on TV from Detroit was painful. I had officially begun to live and die with every shift.

The two games that followed were AWESOME (except for that whole Radulov/Arnott concussion thing). Then, total heartbreak as we lost in our barn to end our season. I felt so dejected. But, with that, the addiction had begun. You hear addicts say it only takes a few hits or a few drinks to get hooked. Well that was me, completely hooked.

So, when the 2008-2009 season came around, Dad suggested we try out one of the Pick 10 packs. We ended up going to 20+ games last season, and my addiction became stronger than ever. I began to formulate a plan. I talked up hockey more and more with my dad- really worked him over good. Then the Predators announced the 2/20 season ticket plan. All my pushing and prodding paid off. I am officially a season ticket holder for the next two years!

I figured I'd try to write about my experiences this season, and possibly use this blog as an out outlet for any other random thing I feel like sharing. If you're reading this, I hope you enjoy it. If no one reads this, at least I'll have my own little memory book in cyberspace! Until the next time.....