I’m going to the Bruins game today. It was originally scheduled for last night but was postponed in light of the manhunt for Dzhokhar Tsarnaev, “suspect #2” in the Boston Marathon bombing. Am I nervous about going? I won’t lie. I don’t see how anyone couldn't be. It’s been less than a week since two bombs went off at the finish line of the marathon. Less than 48 hours since gunfire filled one of the streets of Watertown.
But it’s a game I’ve been looking forward to since we bought tickets several months ago. When the schedule for the shortened season came out I circled this game against the Penguins as one of the must-sees of the year. It’d be a chance to see one of the league's best, if not best, players in the game, Sidney Crosby, even though I find him to be a little on the whiny side (although, he’s since been injured and won’t be playing after a puck to the face broke his jaw). The game became even more interesting when the Penguins swooped-in in the last seconds to pilfer Jarome Iginla before he was to be traded to the Bruins. The Bruins ended up traded for ex-Penguin Jaromir Jagr instead.
At today’s game, I don’t know how those who’ve died, those who were injured, or the men and women who protect us and heal us will be honored. I don’t know if there’ll be a rousing, audience-led, rendition of the Star-Spangled Banner. I don’t know if my team will even win today. But I do know that these are the steps we take to bring a city and life back to normalcy.