The Game

I was at a hockey game and sat behind an older man and woman. The game was exciting and close and I was unaware of them for the most part. I was drawn deeper into the game than normal by my brother’s friend who was unafraid of vocalizing his excitement at close calls. The overtime goal was one that seemed to involve a little more individual effort than some. When the puck hit the back of the net I sprang to my feet and screamed and clapped. The couple in front of me embraced in a kiss.

It is sometimes easier to love in victory than defeat. There were fans not far behind us who made themselves known when our opponents scored. I wasn’t looking that way as “we” scored but I doubt if any of them embraced in a kiss.

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