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I saw my first hockey game more than 15 years ago--it was an Olympic pre-game at the Igloo...Sweden vs USA. I fell in love with the game...and have watched every year since that day. Although my fervor has waxed and waned, I always pull out the old baby-blue Penguins jersey my dad bought me for Christmas, and watch as many games as they put on TV. But yesterday, I fell in love with the game all over again while watching the Winter Classic. It was beautiful to see a game played in its natural setting and you could feel the pure joy of the game on the ice, in the stands, and on your couch. I have no idea how anyone who loves sports could have wasted their time watching college football bowl games that have no real meaning when a true event was taking place. I don't think this game was meant to "save hockey." Those of us who love hockey don't think it needs "saved." I think the NFL could take a page out of the NHL's book and play a Super Bowl outside, in the snow...it's about time the loyalty of fans was considered over the pleasures of the corporate world.
In other news, the Pens are just behind the Devils in the Atlantic Division of the Eastern Conference...Let's Go Pens! Follow the Race for the Cup.