Hockey fans are psychotic.
I snapped this photo at the Belleville Bulls Junior A hockey game against the Peterborough Petes last night.
The referees called this as a "no goal". I showed the picture to my friend, Cindy, on my two inch camera screen, and said (a little too loud, apparently),
"I'm no expert but that puck looks in to me."
You know how live TV productions have that 10 second or so delay / buffer before they actually go live to air; a little built-in censorship per se. Well, I need that to be implanted somewhere between my brain and my mouth.
I did a full body startle as no fewer than ten zealots were gathering around me yelling that I needed to immediately take my camera to the ice and show that referee my picture.
Have I mentioned my personal space issues?
Second Newsflash of the day: the people running the hockey games have better cameras than I have. For example the one that is mounted directly above the goal net specifically for the purpose of recording whether or not the puck fully crosses the goal line.
On another day, I may have done exactly what the hysterical masses were telling me to do but, yesterday was a good day. A day wrought with discretion. A day that my torch and pitchfork would stay in the barn and I would not lynch a referee.
Good choice; wasn't a goal.