On June 1st, 1992 I remember going into my dads bedroom where he was layin down watching tv. I sat on the edge of the bed, wondering what he was watching. Turns out it was game 4 of the 1992 Stanley Cup Finals, which was the Chicago Blackhawks vs Pittsburgh Penguins. I remember asking question after question and he was happy to answer, even though the Hawks were about to get swept in the Finals. What I didn’t know at the time was just how much my dad enjoyed the Hawks.
It wasn’t until a few years later in 1994 when I was in 8th grade that I actually learned how much the Hawks meant. My dad surprised me with tickets to my first Hawks game. He said he wanted me to experience the sights and smells of the old Chicago Stadium. Now if you have ever been to Chicago Stadium, you know that it was old, small, smelly, and loud.
Looking back now, the best part wasn’t going to the game, but hearing the stories that my dad had of being a kid and running up the stairs to get a good seat for my grandpa and cousin Kenny. My dad would talk about my grandpa taking him to Mama Schiavone bar and how some of the players would go in after the games and would chat with my dad and grandpa while that drank. The 60’s obviously were a different time, since a young kid in a bar wouldn’t fly today. Now after hearing these stories about Mama Schiavone’s, I figured it was just a simple high five and that was it. Then, in 2013 at the Blackhawks convention, I had the opportunity to talk to Bobby Hull as he signed my tattoo. Of course my dad took advantage of the situation and asked Bobby if he remembered that bar. And wouldn’t you know it, Bobby remembered. Not only did he remember, but he remembered chatting with my dad and grandpa. Of course you could chalk it up to him just agreeing for the sake of agreement. But he started talking about the same stuff my dad told me about. So just as my dad had the memory of meeting Hull with my grandpa, I have the memory of meeting Hull with my dad.
As I’ve stated before in a prior post, there are certain things you do with your parents, grandparents, or any family member for that matter that will lead to traditions, and those that will be etched in your mind. So tonight, almost 4 months to the day that my grandpa passed, we sit here getting ready for game 1 of the 2017/2018 NHL season. My grandma, aunts, dad and mom are all here…and even though I look to my right and see an empty red chair, I know my grandpa is sitting there.
We sure do love our Chicago Blackhawks. No, not a bandwagon jumper, been a fan since 92.
Well hopefully everyone had a good Christmas. I’m not one that enjoys Christmas time. Not for religious reasons, just because I’m not a fan of all the festive crap. I think as you get older, Christmas time is more of a hassle anyways. Should i get this person this, will this person like this gift, should i get them a gift card or just money? It’s a pain in the ass really.
This weather sucks right now. No snow for Christmas and it was around 40 degrees which is awesome. Then, out of nowhere we get ice and snow for the past two days. Can’t really complain though, New Mexico and Texas got hit with snow, earthquakes and tornadoes. Someone pissed god off.
I was able to see the Stanley Cup a few months ago at the Blackhawks convention. Of course while I was there, I had to kiss it. I mean really, when would be the next time I would be able to see and touch such a kick ass trophy? Well that question was answered this past weekend when I was able to get my picture taken twice with it at different locations. Yeah, I was cheesy and I didn’t give a fk.
CNN wrote some bullshit news story about Rob Kardashian going to the hospital for diabetes. I commented “I have diabetes too. I must have missed that report CNN ran for me.” 2 hours later, its up to 600 likes. Guess I made a few people laugh. I’m tired of seeing stupid ass stories like this on a “news” channel. I find myself watching Fox now more then ever simply because they don’t air stupid shit like this. I always thought of Fox News as the old white guy racist channel. But honestly, after watching it for awhile, it’s not bad. The one thing I will say about CNN, they love to act as a race bait.
Black Lives Matter. This damn group is going about their protest the wrong way. I’m all for people protesting, it’s our right. But when you are protesting, even peacefully, you can still do more harm then good. Perfect example. If you’re going to protest BLM and you are shutting down a highway, freeway or streets, the only thing you’re doing is building more animosity. People want to get to work, people need to pick up their kids, people need to get to the hospital. If my family member is on their death bed, with only a few hours to live and i’m stuck on a freeway due to your protest, I’m going to be anti whatever organization you’re with. On the opposite side of the coin. Why, as a driver, do you stop? That question alone reminds me of Reginald Denny. You’re in this big ass semi and you stop? What good could come from that? Bet when he was getting that brick against his head, he was thinking…why did i stop? I will say that i find it funny that the same people who counter the Black Lives Matter by saying All Lives Matter, are the first ones who say no to having refugees in the US.
2016 is two days away. Normally this is when I would think about a new years resolution. This year is different though. I think that this is going to be the year of Health. As of right now, i’m a 36 year old guy in a 97 year old body. I know that i have to take better care of my body before it’s too late. Being a diabetic, I don’t want to lose my legs or my eyes. I don’t want my wife to have to put my pic in the obituary before i turn 40. I’m just going to take it one day at a time.
Whitney Houston is coming up on her 4 year sober anniversary.