it was back in ol' 72
As soon as 2pm comes and goes tomorrow, I am free: see, there's an eensy gauntlet of double exams that morning, and as soon as it's all over? I'm planning to blow it all off afterward on the invitation with a couple folks to go watch big guys beat eachother up, on ice skates in Detroit.

They also call it hockey, but only in Canada. It's really just boxing on ice... (I'm kidding -->It's better than boxing on ice. ;P It isn't that, really though..)

I haven't even paid serious attention to anything major sports-related for about ten years now though, honestly? I mean, I play, so with the icefest I'm bound to check in on that in the news periodically (or in the event of the Tigers actually not sucking nearly winning last year, them too), so apparently this should be interesting.

If I don't come back from the den where 20,000 shout, stomp, and clamor in unison, somewhere near the Detroit river is likely where my mugged body'll be found. =p

But I think it'll be a-ok