Keep­ing my TIES with Detroit …

Whew. What a day. What a work week! And the sad thing is that my work week ain’t even over.

Yes. That’s right. I gots myself more work to do. And not just the nor­mal “sign into our sys­tem from my lap­top at home” –type of work. Nope … Tomor­row I get to schlep my butt back down­town and work at my won­der­ful cubi­cle. And that’s because the rest of my team is com­ing in for a lit­tle over­time work as well.

Sigh … Why does it always seem like the begin­ning of a busi­ness year is less about “new begin­nings” and “fresh starts” and more like “left­overs” and “pilot projects”? Not like I already have a pretty full plate …

And it’s only Feb­ru­ary! Can’t *wait* to see what’s in store for the rest of the year.

So yes, work has been insanely busy. What I had thought would be a break from insan­ity after the big audit in Novem­ber has only brought more insan­ity. Which has been slowly build­ing since … well, November.

Okay, so maybe I’m just going into panic /​ anx­i­ety mode right now. Maybe I need to go back to my happy place (which always seems to involve sand, beach, water and palm trees) and just relax. Yeah … that’s what I should do.

Alrighty … enough com­plain­ing. Let’s talk about other things. Fun things. Like … the con­ver­sa­tion I had with a fel­low super­vi­sor today about sports. Yes, sports … one of many things I love, like music and movies and books.

It’s been fun talk­ing to this co-​​worker about sports; espe­cially because of our love of our home teams; mine being Detroit and hers, Chicago. Her Bears and my hap­less Lions. My “Bad Boys” Pis­tons to her “Michael Jor­dan” Bulls. My “Justin Ver­lan­der” Tigers and her “Mark Buehrle” White Sox.

But today’s dis­cus­sion hap­pened to be one of our all-​​time favorite sports: Hockey.  And specif­i­cally Red Wings and Black­hawks Hockey. We had talked about how both our teams were doing (hers *really* good, ours … not so good) and the con­nec­tion that our hockey teams shared.

Yep, that’s the slap shot that Che­lios taught me!

One of them is obvi­ously Chris Che­lios; who had grown up in Chicago and played for the Black­hawks for many MANY years. Except … as I chided with my co-​​worker … Che­lios never won a Stan­ley Cup Cham­pi­onship until he played for the Red Wings.

This, of course, led to me shar­ing a dream I had of Chris Che­lios a few years ago. One where I sup­pos­edly won a con­test to par­tic­i­pate in a Red Wings pre-​​game prac­tice. And in that dream, I vividly recall hav­ing Che­lios teach me how to set up a slap shot. Yeah … only *I* would have these types of dreams; but at least my co-​​worker appre­ci­ated it!

Any­way, the other con­nec­tion that both the Red Wings and the Black­hawks shared were that they were part of “The Orig­i­nal Six” hockey teams of the NHL.

From there, the con­ver­sa­tion went on to the whole “expan­sion” of the NHL over the years, and how some of these “new” teams were dif­fi­cult to remem­ber. (Woulda thunk Colum­bus, OH or Nashville TN would ever have an NHL team?!) Or what we’d do if we ever moved out of a non-​​Hockey city.

Specif­i­cally, we had talked about what Hubby & I would do if (when?) we move out west. Port­land doesn’t have a hockey team; and nei­ther does Seat­tle. Would we go for the Ducks? Or would it be the Can­nucks (out of Vancouver)?

As it turns out, we both decided that we could never “give up” our home team; her Black­hawks and my Red Wings. That despite a move to a dif­fer­ent city, we would always root for our home teams … we’d still hold on to our TIES to our home­town sports.

And I obvi­ously do … as it’s been over a year since mov­ing to Chicago and I still cheer … not only my Red Wings … but for all the other Detroit home teams as well.

I always loved that Cameron Frye wore a Red Wings Jer­sey on “Fer­ris Bueller’s Day Off”

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