Canucks ~ Round 2, Game 5
The playoffs came to Vancouver ~ albeit briefly ~ they were in fact here. The first round went very handily to the Canucks, sweeping in 4. Round 2 was not so friendly.
As the city was going a bit crazy with Canuck-mania, and office dress policies were relaxed to accommodate the 'hockey jersey' as being office casual, folks would pile out of the office at early hours to catch the game. Game 5 was slated, the series tied at 2, Akis and I decided to visit a former haunt to watch the game.
A few blocks from home is a pub ~ the Kingshead. It is a typical University pub where the pints flow freely (or not so much when you get the bill) and the wear and tear on the place is evident. It had been a number of years since I had been, and I do recall making the trek with Ali to watch other Gold Medal games as she was indoctrinated into Canada's sport. I do recall however the time of day was significantly different when Ali and I went ~ cracking a beer at the ripe ol' hour of 11:30am does somehow seem against the rules, but hey, you gotta pull for the home team. What was even more ironic about this trip, was the table Akis and I were perched at was the same table Ali and I sat at years ago.
As you can see, it is your typical dark pub. I'm not sure if this is because they don't want to waste the cash on lighting up the joint, or perhaps in the brighter light things seem a bit more run down... Either way, it was all about atmosphere. And Beer.
As the city was going a bit crazy with Canuck-mania, and office dress policies were relaxed to accommodate the 'hockey jersey' as being office casual, folks would pile out of the office at early hours to catch the game. Game 5 was slated, the series tied at 2, Akis and I decided to visit a former haunt to watch the game.
A few blocks from home is a pub ~ the Kingshead. It is a typical University pub where the pints flow freely (or not so much when you get the bill) and the wear and tear on the place is evident. It had been a number of years since I had been, and I do recall making the trek with Ali to watch other Gold Medal games as she was indoctrinated into Canada's sport. I do recall however the time of day was significantly different when Ali and I went ~ cracking a beer at the ripe ol' hour of 11:30am does somehow seem against the rules, but hey, you gotta pull for the home team. What was even more ironic about this trip, was the table Akis and I were perched at was the same table Ali and I sat at years ago.
As you can see, it is your typical dark pub. I'm not sure if this is because they don't want to waste the cash on lighting up the joint, or perhaps in the brighter light things seem a bit more run down... Either way, it was all about atmosphere. And Beer.
Yes that is the quality table which has been carved up and not replaced ~ may as well be in the high school cafeteria for all the graffiti on here.
Our view included that of the ancient chandelier.
And while the chandelier was a bit annoying in some aspects, you will note that during Coaches corner, it did put dear ol' Ron in a better light than his friend Mr. Cherry. Gotta love the suit.
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