Two thoughts at once: I can’t wait for hockey season to start. Saturdays are good for staying home in Denver.
Somehow, walking home from one of my favorite bars, something happened nearby. Labor Day weekend in Colorado is fraught with stupidity. Drunks are on the road, people treat the long weekend as though this were Vegas, and football reigns supreme. Walking home, crossing Colfax Ave. at Speer (I live only one college campus away from the Pepsi Center), someone decided to be a little too stupid with the weekend. I don’t know what happened exactly, but there was what you could call a loud noise. Kind of like a smash more than a crash. Looking up Colfax, a red Chevy Blazer(ish) was facing the wrong way on the sidewalk (never a good sign), and a police car was stopped shortly, with another car, facing the right way, directly in front of it. There were quickly several sirens, and police raced up Speer, passing the scene I was looking at. I stood on the median of Colfax, pointing at the (apparent) crash. One motorcycle cop looked up the street, turned around, and went up the street.
I walked on.
I really don’t know what happened, but it was something that had been developing, because the amount of police presence was bigger than a simple intersection monitoring. I am more mad than happy I made it home safe right now. I got to my apartment, and typed this.
So, why two thoughts? The colder months in Denver seem to push the insanity of the city back indoors. Maybe this is why I like hockey people. They can discuss the game of the day, without the craziness of summer taking over the brain and adrenaline. Hockey fans can watch war on ice, then go back to the homestead, and discuss the art of the battle. Maybe the Stanley Cup Finals would be better served cold, in the earlier months, when rioting and looting are considered a dangerous endeavor (hey, everyone, that isn’t a dig against your city. That has been Denver too many times for me). If you need a reason to go see a game in the minors, nobody riots because their team won or lost a championship in a minor league city.
This was written right after getting home from the previously blogged about incident. I apologize to no one for any of it. You can take my typos and deal with it. Like so many of my posts here, this is how I feel. And Denver on a Saturday night disappoints me.