The Winter Classic

by the Angry Traveler

It’s New Year’s Eve – 90 miles from your house, the New Year’s Party you’re committed to attending and you’ve got 2 winter-classictickets to see a bunch of washed up ex-NHL’s drag themselves around the ice for a little while in the City of Brotherly Love.

Whaddya gonna do?

I’ll tell you what – first you check the Amtrak schedule, and try, try TRY to figure out how you can do it. But you’re no spring chicken and between the travel, and the drinking, and the inherent danger of wearing your Eddie Giacomin jersey in Philly, and of course that party you need to be home for, it’s like having the devil on one shoulder and an angel on the other.

Go, don’t go, Go, DON’T GO. And don’t blame anyone for your decision – it’s on you buddy.

Here’s what I can tell you…..

Rangers lose, it doesn’t matter what time you get to a New Year’s party (as long as it’s before Midnite) and my hangover on January 1st made it feel like I got smashed into the boards without wearing a helmet.

To paraphrase The Clash…. Did I stay or did I go?


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