I made hockey fans out of Drew and David (and Sandra and Mich, for that matter) on Saturday night. By far though, the most amusing part of the game was watching the lady sitting infront of Drew, who, by the end we had named "Puck-mouth, the Aggressive Hockey Granny" This was an elderly lady who, in addition to pounding her stressball and fists on the plexi-glass infront of her had quite the vocal additions to the proceedings of the Basingstoke Bisons game (which they lost) as well. By the end we started a list of our favourites:
"Why can't you play the bl**dy game?"
"All you have to do is nick it in - useless...."
"Pass the puck, you tart!"
"Boot it in the bl**dy middle!"
"Get it in then! Get it in then! Awww...F**ck!"
"Come on! Just get on wi' it then! Bl**dy idiots!"
"F**ck, F**ck, F**ck!"
(one that I won't type here because I really don't approve of the use of the word used in this context)
"Oh! You rotten sods!"
"Idiots!"
"You're total rubbish!"
And then, after Basingstoke lost the game and the crowd was leaving "Well, it's been a bit of a s**t week, hasnt it?"
And this was all in addition to a lady behind us we named "Anger Management Lady" who could yell above the crowd of hundreds watching the game. We think that people who are so passionate about the game should play...or at least be the team's Enforcers. I have no doubt these two could have taken on the entire Nottingham lineup!
The lady herself (I scribbled out the neighbour's face as best I could to try to be as ethical as possible about this...)
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