Wings win, 6-3. I spent approximately 28 hours in Florida and never saw the sun. I saw them literally carving housing developments out of the swamp from the descending plane. I mean, I knew this is what they did, but it was still odd to see dense greenery intercut by creeks and small ponds, surrounding a housing development next to a equally sized clear-cut area (obviously the next development) adjacent to it. Oh, and pools, despite being surrounded by swamp and bay. And they're surprised they get alligators in them....
We had a great time at the game, and just catching up. Lightning fans, in general, seemed pretty knowledgeable, and definitely into the game. There were fewer Red Wings fans that there were in DC last Friday. The homers directly behind us were real homers, as in "we should never have a penalty called on us and every breath by the opposition is a penalty" type. But they weren't too obnoxious and the row of Wings fans we were in got to rise to our feet and cheer a goal six times. And thanks to the little blinking ornament they handled out at the game, and Shane's method of storing it in his back pocket, they got treated to blinking ass every time.
The St. Pete Times Forum is a loud place though. They don't skimp on the decibels, and Shane compared the goal horn to the Titanic about to crash into the stadium. It's a decent place to see a game though.
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