Today is the first day that I become a widow again, a hockey widow that is. My dear Shawn is one of those die hard hockey fans that truly believes that the Maple Leafs will actually win the Stanley Cup this year. Shawn is one of those that tells the players what to do through the tv and concentrates so hard on the game that I think he's going to pop a blood vessel. I guess it makes him happy to watch hockey so I should be happy for him. But it's still hockey, and just like I'll never understand the fascination with big tv's, BBQ's and driving a standard car, I don't think I'll ever understand the fascination with hockey.