"If I could get tickets, would you be interested in going to the Caps Game 6 tomorrow?"
That is the question that I heard coming out of my nubby ENV2 Cell phone with the broken inner screen from 2007. I was pretty sure that it was a phone error, and that I did not actually hear what I thought I heard. I examined my phone to make sure it was on and to make sure that there was actually a connected phone call. All systems go. It was real.
It was my boss who was asking the question and I quickly screamed, "Of Course" thinking that if I didn't say it loud enough or fast enough that the offer would disappear or expire. No expiration on the deal. I was in.
Earlier that day I had been offered the opportunity to purchase some upper level section 500 row ZZZ seats for $100, but I didn't jump on the deal and missed out, or so I thought.
When I arrived home I checked my email and saw the following:
Section 114. Section 114! Are you serious! This was amazing. I had never sat in good seats even in the regular season. I don't have that kind of cash to throw around. Apparently my boss does! If the worst seats in the house were $100, I can't imagine the cost of these. But here's the thing. I don't have to pay, so WHO CARES!
That night I stayed up til 6am. I had to wake up at 9am for work but I couldn't sleep. I could only think about game 6 and the possible end of the season, and how my presence was going to single-handedly will the team to victory.
I spent most of the day watching the clock. It moved so slow. I could have sworn my computer was broken. I checked the clock settings but all good. (Yeah my technology all sucks and I think it is always broken)
Finally the time came to head downtown and I was greeted by my boss who proceeded to buy me dinner and beers. The crowd at the game was loud. Real loud. There were several standing ovations and tons and tons of Holt-By chants. And the crowd wasn't the loudest for goals either. They were the loudest for Penalty Kills and good defense.
This playoff game trumped the regular season game where opposing fans were chanting, where DC fans were chatting instead of watching the game, and where the Verizon Center was as quiet as a library. It was a totally different experience...Game 7 Saturday night...Gulp...