It’s all about hockey. Hockey in the papers and on the news, kids playing hockey in back yards (where frozen ponds function as ice rinks), the ubiquitous Tim Hortons founded by a hockey player… It’s pretty much everywhere.
I’m not normally a sports person but when planning my trip to Canada, hockey game was on the top of my list. It just felt like one of those things I really needed to do, alongside things like consuming ridiculous amounts of maple syrup and trying poutine. Also, field hockey was the one game I didn’t hate (and secretly enjoyed) in PE classes as a child so that was promising.
My lovely Canadian friend got us tickets for Toronto Maple Leafs vs Arizona Coyotes. It didn’t mean much to me, but I was obviously rooting for the Leafs. On the night of the game, the streets of central Toronto were flooded with blue and white – the Leafs’ colours – and the atmosphere was great. Although I hear the Leafs are not the best of teams, I was told Arizona is the worst, so there was a good chance we would celebrate afterwards.
We didn’t. The game was a lot of fun but after a promising start the mighty Leafs lost. In my ignorant opinion, they did well. Either way, I loved it, it made me consider moving to Canada to become a professional hockey player for a minute and the fact they drink beer out of sippy cups there made my day. Canada, can you be any more perfect?