I'm A Fan!

It's no secret that I don't really care for football. I guess I get bored easily waiting too long for the players to move the ball 10 yards. I really don't understand all the rules of football and this probably adds to the dislike.

When a friend who has season tickets invited me to an Michigan State Hockey game, I hesitated a bit. I decided to go when she said it would be a girls' night out.

When we got to our seats, my friend introduced us to the fans around us. She made a huge deal out of telling them I was a hockey player virgin, oops... a hockey virgin.

Here we have Munn Ice Arena:

Faceoff:

A little Zamboni action
(notice Sparty {this link pic is hilarious}
dressed as cupid in the lower right corner):

A little more ice action:

The girls (check out that sweater behind us!):
(Here is a link to the three of us a few years ago)

I found out that I love hockey!! It's so fast paced and everything is moving in fast forward. It doesn't hurt that the players are HOT! Good times, I tell ya.

The Spartans (MSU) won the game 3-0 (against Western Michigan). It was all sweetness.

After the game we ate at a close by restaurant and as we were walking out, three of the players were coming in. We got to schmooze with them for a bit and boost their egos a little more.

On the Euchre front, I didn't win the tournament and I didn't win the booby prize (I didn't win actual boobies 'cause I don't really need any more) like last year. It was a little strange because some of the people who've seen us there for years came up and introduced themselves to us. I had to be all like, "I've been here for the last 10 years. You know me. I look a little different than last time you saw me".

Mr. Sign and I decided that there were a lot of losers there this year. The hosts' neighbor was playing a game with Mr. Sign and me. It was his turn to deal and he was sitting there all spaced out, not doing his job. Just when I was getting ready to smack him in the back of the head, he reached into his mouth, dug around, pulled out some grotty looking thing and stuck it in his pocket. He explained that he thought it was a walnut (since he was eating a brownie, without a plate or napkin, I might add) but it was his temporary filling. He continued to fish around in his horsey mouth as my stomach rolled.

I don't think I need to remind you that I am a total germophobe. I am the girl that flushes with her foot, uses elbows and paper towels to open doors and turn off faucets and lights. You will rarely catch me touching door handles and knobs without some sort of covering over my hand.

I started to panic when I realized that this dude had no intention of washing his hands when he started to shuffle the cards. Mr. Sign and I looked at each other and I knew that he could see the crazed look on my face. I wanted to run away screaming. I mean, it's flu season for cripe's sake. Ew, ew, ewwwww!! I spent the rest of the night washing scrubbing my hands and slathering on hand sanitizer. What are people thinking? Ladies, this little gem of a man is still single. Can you believe it?

So, the weekend was a fun one especially since I got to watch hot guys on skates. How was your weekend?