Life comes and goes quickly, and if it is alright with you all, I want to take you on a trip away from the Chicago Blackhawks and towards something else instead. You can turn away if you want and exit out of this article, or you can allow me to tell you a story.
My first hockey game was a memory I will never forget. Like most diehard Blackhawks fans, I was sitting in the 300 level in what felt like to me the last row. The fun, beautiful, amazing, extravagant thing about sports to me was that I do not remember who the Blackhawks were playing that night.