13th win brings bad luck anyway

It was a very interesting weekend to say the least. The energy started to build on Thursday when the threat of a blizzard Friday evening was eminent. I was due in for a hockey game. My Dad must have called me a million times to change the time we were going to leave on Friday to head into the game. The game was going to happen and we had to make sure we would be there in time.
The first call "Hey Mary is your hoopty working? Because we may need it." Oh, now all of a sudden you need the hoopty. Isn't that special. "We are going to play it by ear. When the snow starts coming we will make the call as to what time we will leave for the game. Be ready somewhere close to noon." NOON? That sucks because usually we leave for the game around 3:30 for a 7:08 puck drop. That really messes me up because that is when I usually try to get a power nap in before the game. Normally I start to fade around 8:30p.m. So to stay alert for a game, I NEED a nap. I guess it wasn't going to happen today. The NHL told us Thursday they would put the officials up in the Marriott in town if we wanted to stay. Their reasoning for this is because we had a big NBC game against the Penquins on Sunday. They wanted the NHL staff to be there and not trapped at home. I didn't have to work Sunday but my dad did and he was riding in with me. I know he really didn't want to stay and I definately didn't, but I packed a full bag anyway. The Hoopty has 4 wheel drive but she is all I got. If it was bad by the end of the game on Friday, I didn't want to take any chances.
On my way to pick up dad, all I could think about was stocking up the Hoopty with some goodies. I know my dad doesn't want to stay over in D.C. He is going to want to try to make a run for it home. If he does, and we get stuck, I want to be prepared. I am going to eat all that stuff right in front of him. He would deserve it for being selfish and putting our lives in danger. Ok, I may give him a water if I'm not to mad at him for putting us in a bad situation. I stopped at WaWa and got a huge sub, bags of chips, and plenty of water and drinks. Even if we ended up staying in D.C., I would have some snacks for my room.
During the game, the officials kept getting reports of all the accidents and all the roads that were shut down. It wasn't looking good for going home. Although, dad was still debating. Missing my nap was not a good idea. I was yawning through the whole game. One time the official saw me and banged on the glass. That woke me up for a while. The next time, I was staring across at the players bench and started to yawn and whoever I was looking towards, they must have been looking at me because they started to yawn. I woke myself up right away. I saw the player grab a smelling salt and wake his ass up. You can't be half asleep during this game. It moves to fast. Now I certainly didn't want to drive home. I don't think I could have stayed alert.
Dad made the right decision at the end of the game. We were staying. Fine with me. I was packed for the weekend. (to be Cont.........)