Well, Saturday was a blast even though it was hot. That morning I awoke to the ding of my Facebook account and messages from my friends asking if I was coming to the Caps Fan Fest. Of which of course I was. I have never missed a fan fest event. Continue reading “Happy Caps Fan”
Yesterday I waited like so many fans until it was game time. I was so anxious all day but thankful I didn’t have to work my day job because I wouldn’t have been able to get anything done. I arrived at my other job at the Capital One Arena PWC Club early. I usually just go inside the Vault and stay but I couldn’t on Monday. I just had to venture out before it was time for me to clock in. Continue reading “What A Night for Caps Fans in DC”
A few days ago Friends in Cold Places offered me a ticket to the last Caps game before the Playoffs begin and I accepted. I was excited because for once I would be attending the game as a fan and not working it in the PWC Club. Continue reading “Caps Fan For A Night”
Well, last night was full of awesomeness and greatness. It was so worth braving the cold, snowy rain just to see Ovi score six hundred. Okay, I know I am getting ahead of myself so I will take you back to the beginning before the game and before Ovi scored.
That morning I was getting ready to work my day job, and yes I have two jobs that I enjoy.
I was told some years ago by a wise and humble person that whatever you do in this life, make sure you enjoy it. Soon after I was headed to my job as a hostess and on my way there I stopped by Chipotle to get two tacos and the funny thing about me stopping at Chipotle is they know exactly what I want. Once inside I am reminded about where I am. It’s like I miss the arena; but I don’t. I missed the ringing of the cowbells and the chanting of the fans but the coldness of the ice I don’t miss.
As the fans started to enter Capital One Arena, my anticipation of the game increased. I was on edge for a good portion of the game just waiting with baited breath for the moment when Ovi would make history. So to make time go somewhat faster, I just went on a short walk through the arena snapping photos. I returned back to the restaurant where fans were still anxiously awaiting Ovi to make history.
I was standing next to my customer when it happened!! I couldn’t believe it at first so I waited until the replay . That’s when I slid out of my shoes and did my praise dance! I almost took off running but I had to remind myself that I was at work. If I wasn’t at work, I would have been running up and down the restaurant screaming 600 like Quasimodo in the movie Hunchback Of Notre Dame.
While I have seen many jubilant celebrations during my years of working at the Arena, this was different. It was more electric. I gathered my composure and returned back to my hostess stand and the only thought that came to me was R. Kelly’s song I Believe I Can Fly. I don’t have a reason why.
After the game.
Into the cold…
I can’t wait to for the next Caps game to see Alexander Ovechkin, the greatest player of all time.
So Monday night the Caps loss was hard for me because of all the preparation I did to be able to stay up late. I was working the Wizard’s game last night at Capital One Arena and after seeing it go into overtime, I realized I had to leave. I grabbed my personal’s and ran out.
I truly believe the hockey god’s were with me because I was able to catch both of my buses in the snowy rain, which is something that never happen. I soon bust through my kitchen door yelling to my hubby “What I miss?” as I slung my purse onto the table and tossed my coat onto the floor.
I began to do the shoe dance which landed me on the bed only to see that the game hadn’t started/ I took the time that Joe B and Craig Laughlin were talking to get my supplies which consisted of two two-liter cokes, M&M’s, Snickers and an energy drink.
As I began to watch the game it happened . The one thing that all who have the DISH know all to well: the dreaded loss of signal. I could only scream and cry out in agony, and beg my hubby to do something about it. Of course he just looked at me and turned on his side to go to sleep, leaving me contemplate my demise.
As I sat there looking at a blank screen and the two two-liters of coke I drank, the half of Snickers and the few M&M’s I had left, I began to tweet my agony.
In the end I missed the game so I didn’t know if Ovi made six hundred. I do now….
Hey friends, meet Velvet. She is one of our new writers and she will be bringing us some behind the scenes articles on the Capitals. She has spunk and and we promise you will love her pieces.
My name is Velvet Jackson and I am a DC native who is a fun, energetic social butterfly. I’m a mom of four, grandma of two, fur mommy of two cats Boo Boo & Butter & a wife to CJ.
I’m a published author my book Strut Of The Puck is available on amazon and I have a blog: The Geeky Chicky. I have a love for writing and telling stories but when I’m not blogging,writing books or spending family time I work part time as a hostess at the PWC Club located inside the Capital One Arena.
I have been a fan of the Washington Capitals for seven years. I don’t have a favorite player because I consider all of them to be great, but I do have a school girl crush on one player. I will not say who and it is not Alex Ovechklin.
I’m excited about this beautiful opportunity that has been offered to me and I can’t wait to share my love of the Caps and DC sports with everyone.
As I spent my day busy with work, my anticipation for tonight’s Caps game was increasing. I know there will be those that will doubt what Ovi can do and then there will be the haters. Eiither way he will do it; if not tonight than another night.
I know he will because The Ice Is Strong With This One. I know when it gets close to puck drop I will break out in my praise dance because the wait would have become too much for me. My only issue with tonight’s game is, it is a late game and I will have to do everything to stay wake.
But I refuse to miss the moment when the man with the golden hands scores that SIX HUNDRED that will be worth all the caffeine I have to slurp down to stay wake. And yeah, my hubby may look at me side eye because I will be like George Jefferson dancing on the bed like the TV show The Jefferson’s when he scores that Six Hundred.