Soon, 3 millimeters of steel will be speeding around on top of painted frozen elements. Grown toothless men with scarred faces will be throwing themselves full force into their opponents. Ionized rubber will be shot at blistering speeds with the hopes of finding holes just large enough to get past anyone brave enough to stand in front and stop it. In DC evenings will now be seen in a sea of red exiting the metro. People dancing and singing on the sidewalks from the tunes that street performers will be doling out. There will be the beauty of seeing the rink for the first time in the season. Walking into the stadium with strangers then hearing the horn blow and turning to hug and high five those same strangers. Fists will fly in aggravation and intimidation with opposition on the ice and in the stands alike.
In ten days warriors from around the world will start the 2014-2015 NHL season and fans from around the world will be glued to their televisions, computers, and radios in anticipation of seeing greatness from their teams.
This season the Capitals are hoping for greatness to strike with force. The fan base is hoping for the new coach and new general manager to bring Lord Stanley to the district.
This is hockey in the Nations Capital. The nonsense that hockey bring will turn businessmen, politicians, and blue collar people into rabid voracious fans where getting two points is all that matters in the short time frame of three hours. This is hockey and this is what we love.
In the next blog in Capital Nonsense we will go over this past Friday's pre season game against Boston and look toward the first week of the regular season.
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