RiverBender Blog: I Went to a St. Louis Blues Game
I am not a hockey expert. I’ve attended one other Blues game in my life. But last week, I headed over to St. Louis for a night of hockey. I don’t even own any Blues gear. I pulled on my Overnight Warming Locations sweatshirt, which happens to be blue, and hoped for the best. I cannot overstate how unprepared I was for this game. The fun started on the way there. Immediately, we got lost. We debated which direction to take, and then found ourselves on a completely different route. We crossed the McKinley Bridge and celebrated that we had made our way into St. Louis! And then we immediately took a wrong exit and merged onto the Stan Musial bridge, en route back to Illinois. I wasn’t driving, but I was in charge of the directions, and the pressure was on. There was a lot of yelling and laughing and swerving between lanes, but eventually, blessedly, we found ourselves inside a parking garage. Because of all our wrong turns, we were late. But my gang and I decide
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