I’m about to step into Comedy Works to see Bob Marley (from Maine). On my way in, some guys coming from the Oktoberfest celebration downtown stopped me to ask if this was a Cincinnati Cyclones jersey I was wearing. They are from Cincy, and were a bit suprised to see my jersey. They wanted to stay and chat, but had to run. I’m sure beer had something to do with it.
Jerseys are a hockey calling card. I would have never met them if it weren’t for the jersey. And I wouldn’t be posting this, while waiting in line to see some great comedy.
Rookie camp starts tomorrow. Hopefully I’ll be posting live from there.
BTW, the guy working the door is from Cincinnati too. Guess how I found out.
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Sent from my Treo, waiting to get in.
One response to “The Unity of Hockey”
No doubt. My uncle and I met a guy in a wheelchair with a Rangers jersey on the SkyTrain in Vancouver. This was after watching a Canucks/Rangers game live, about 8 years ago.
I still admire his bravery for wearing it in downtown Vancouver even after the Canucks had lost the game.
We actually drove him all the way to Abbotsford rather than let him take the bus. The conversation was great. It was an experience that started with a hockey jersey.