Adventures of a hockey fanatic

by Mike Caples


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“Ahh, ahh, dude, you’re going to hit that car man.” 

It was 6:28 p.m., and we were stuck in the Joe Louis Arena’s parking structure trying to expace the horrors of the chaos resulting from the final buzzer of a Detroit Red Wings game. 

Hours earlier, we sat in nearly the same spot waiting half an hour to pay $15 to park our car.  For that $15, we got a front row parking spot, a beautiful woman opening our doors and a space heater following us all the way into the arena. 

A Red Wings game is a cheap, affordable event for you and your friends to go to.  My friends John and Ducky decided we should go to a Wings game, since it’s cheaper than a casino, which was our original decision. 

Luckily, the Wings have dropped their ticket prices since the NHL lockout.  I heard that the lockout was only done so that when the games came back, it would be cheaper than before. 

Ticket prices were only $54 (what a steal!).  To put that in perspective, Travelocity tells me I can fly to Florida for around the same price. 

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Before we even found our seats, it was time to pay tribute to owner Mike Illich by buying his food.  We agreed on getting some opening face-off nachos.  My nachos cost $4.  At our local ice rink, the nachos that John, Ducky and I bonded over only cost $2, but the nachos at Joe Louis Arena were nowhere near the same.  They had crunchy chips and melted cheese in a cup next to them, pre-made and ready to go for the fabulous customers.  If you spent only four more dollars, you could get some peppers and Chris Chelios’ home-made chili on your nachos, too! 

We got to our seats just in time to see the beautiful Karen Newman sing our national anthem.  The people sitting in front of us forgot to remove their caps even though the P.A. announcer reminded them to do so.  They seemed nice though, but they drank a lot of beer throughout the game and got really loud by the second period. 

The game was very exciting, and we enjoyed our seats very much.  Luckily, we got to watch the watch the game through a black net; that way, we were protected from a freak, one in a million accident of getting hit in the head with a rogue puck and dying (phew!).  The netting was pretty thin, so we were capable of seeing the majority of the action. 

My best buddy John especially enjoyed his seat; he got to sit right behind former Red Wing Brett Hull.  I was a bit confused though, because he wore his ‘Hull’ jersey, but he also wore a hat celebrating the Red Wings’ 1998 Stanley Cup winning season (maybe Steve Yzerman gave it to him as a birthday present…).  Apparently the Golden Brett has been experiencing knee problems of late, because had to stand up all the time when nobody else was.  John said he really enjoyed the view of the backside that read ‘Hull, number 17’, but he occasionally leaned over and asked for an update on the game. 

Due to the fact that we are hockey players ourselves, we took a stroll to Hockeytown Authentics where you can buy game-used equipment from the Red Wings players.  At Play It Again Sports, equipment is cheaper if it has been used, but apparently it grows in value if Pavel Datsyuk sweated on it.  Sticks used by Nick Lidstrom cost $275, $100 more than it would cost brand new.  I was going to buy it anyways, because I broke my own stick a few weeks earlier, but I was a couple dollars short, and John wouldn’t lend me more than $200. 

The game went well, though. The players would play for a couple minutes, then the whistle would blow and a red light would come on in the timekeeper’s box.  This light signaled that NBC was making money buy showing Ford, Verizon, and Mastercard ads again, and the game had to wait until they were done.  We took up square dancing while we waited.  I’m still a little confused on why they call it the ‘fastest game on Earth.’ 

All in all, the game was a fantastic experience and very cost efficient.  My new goal is to travel to every NHL city and watch a game and an entirely different culture.  Who’s with me?