You know what’s crazy? I’ll tell you what’s crazy™
Predators Hockey.
I’m seated directly behind the goal. The action is fast and furious. The air is chilled in the arena and the noise level high.
The crowd seems to be sitting on its collective hands, and the enthusiasm is askew.
But its loud and there is a pulse in the air.
I decide it is the arena pumping Ozzy throughout the building and generating faux enthusiasm with movie clips that make me want to kick someone’s ass.
I’m watching the Predators move around the ice and though they look proficient, they also seem incongruous, like they are a round peg trying to fit into a square hole. The players seem to be skating on thin ice, skating with a lack of synchronicity.
Not surprising, the Predators lose. What is surprising is how bad an ass whooping they take. 4-0 nothing at the hands of the Toronto Maple Leafs.
While the loss is sad, the night is still filled with interesting moments.
There is a live band that rocks the joint like a frozen honky-tonk.
There is kiss cam where couples sheepishly embrace while their mugs are displayed above the rink.
There are bike races on the ice between periods.
There is a funny moment where they show Toronto fans clad in blue jerseys and the score board supers the word BOO over them.
So the crowd boos.
And then the video cuts to Predators fans and the crowd cheers.
And then back to the Maple Leaf fans and the crowd boos.
It’s hilarious.
Then the Predator mascot shows up at the side of the Maple Leaf fans with a leaf blower. He starts blowing the pop corn out of their bucket. The female fan’s hair is blown to smithereens. The crowd is laughing as the Predator mascot blows up these enemy combatants with a surge of wind.
Finally, the female Maple’s Leaf fan pulls off her Toronto jersey and throws it on the stairs.
The crowd erupts in cheers.
“I sure they buy them some pop corn,” the lady beside me says laughing.
While all that is fun, the image that resonates with me are the horse heads at the end of the row.
Horse Heads you say?
Yes, Horse Heads.
At the end of the my row there are two Toronto Maple Leaf fans from the Great White North.
One of the fans is wearing a horse head. He is a man. The other Maple Leaf fan is wearing a unicorn head, I think she is a woman, but based on distance and my poor eye sight, I am guessing.
But when the couple has their heads on, well, It looks like the Ponderosa.
It’s like the equine version of Batman and Robin if they were unicorns.
What makes this so funny is the couple is not dancing or gyrating or trying to draw attention to themselves to get on the jumbo cam.
They are sitting like anyone else watching the game.
Instead of hats, they are wearing heads.
People stare at them and laugh.
I wonder how comfortable is a horse head? I wonder how they breathe? What’s the sight lines from inside a Unicorn mask?
The horse heads don’t care.
The heads are in the coral, section JJ.
The horse and his unicorn mate.
I’m hoping they share a barn and hay and will enjoy each other later in a romantic equine moment.
I want to send them a bucket of oats to welcome them to Nashville.
The game ends.
The Preds lose.
The Horse and his Unicorn lover applaud.
I wonder if they will hit the honky tonks on lower broad later, wearing blue Maple Leaf’s jerseys, sporting horse and unicorn heads.
Nash-Vegas.
Predators, Horses and Unicorns.
Oh My.
Life’s Crazy™
A horse and a
They are seated and watching the game like every other fan.
The only difference?
They are wearing a horse and unicorn head.
It’s hilarious.
When I look straight ahead I see