I got to see my first Rush game Saturday after hearing the rave reviews from several others who have taken the plunge into the world of pro lacrosse as a spectator sport and it lived up to all the expectations from those before me.
The pregame pumping of music followed by an enthusiastic Canadian crowd actually singing our national anthem set the stage for things to come.
The loud music during play, especially when the Rush had possession of the ball and the public address announcer assisted chants of "stone cold Aaron Bold" every time the Rush goalie made a big save, added to the atmosphere.
It continued to build to what you would think was a scripted ending, as the Rush rallied to win by a single goal despite some anxious moments before the final buzzer.
There was also the blind-folded between periods fan who ran head first into the open penalty box gate, only to be outdone by the fan who climbed the glass to do his likely alcohol induced and ill-fated dash to allude security in the final minute of play.
There was a lot to talk about around the water cooler. It's no wonder, everyone, I've talked to have said: "I'll be back".
I really admire Jays centre-fielder Kevin Pillar who has come out of Major League baseball's butt bruising, back side splinter producing, riding of the clubhouse pines, to become a bonafide, superman like soaring through the air, fly ball catching and now plate producing lead-off man.
He is the exception as a seemingly sole positive story line from an injury riddled and beleaguered Blue Jay bunch for 2017.
But he crossed the line with Wednesday's apparent homophobic slur after swinging and missing on a third strike following what he thought was a quick pitch.
To Pillar's credit, he called it an immature outburst brought on by the frustration of the moment and what was shaping up as a third straight loss.
Pillar said quote ``It's something to learn from, something to move on from. Don't let it define me"
It shouldn't, assuming nothing like it ever happens again. I’m Drew Wilson
The world hockey championships are supremely insignificant compared to the 1972 summit series against the Soviets or the first few Canada Cup’s where a Canadian loss was a national disaster.
We barely bat an eye if it doesn't happen at this ill timed IIHF administered global gathering devoid of many of the world's best players otherwise engaged in the NHL playoffs or too tired and injured to take part.
It's a great experience for the Mitch Marner's, Josh Morrissey's and Brayden Point's, the young guns of the Canadian contingent, to play on the world stage.
But watching a group that is far from the best play the equivalent of soccer on ice under the control of anally officiated international referees doesn't excite me.
However, it's all good if Canada wins. I'm Drew Wilson.