Back in September, my brother-in-law, A.J. sent me a message
“hey, hey - there is a penguins home game the day of your sister’s birthday. Did you and Steve want to join us? It’s a Friday night”
Being from Youngstown and being where Sam and AJ live now, I thought he was talking about the YSU Penguins. Despite that, I thought it would be selfish to say no just because it was YSU and college football, it was going to be Sam’s birthday and family is important. I told him Steve and I could join him, sure.
Two weeks ago, things got cleared up by Samantha. We were having confusing conversations about her birthday and I kept saying stuff about Y-town and she kept saying stuff about Pittsburgh. She laughed when I explained my confusion. In my defense, most people here call the Penguins the Pens, and that only added to my confusion.
So on Friday I finally went to my first Penguins game (sad, seeing as how I have been living in Pittsburgh 4.5 years) and it was great. We won 3-1 and I was able to hear the “honking buzzer” go off six times (there were two goals that weren’t ‘legal’ and a final buzzer at the end of the night). We also got to witness a short fight, a penalty goal, and lots of hockey sticks breaking.
