this is why god created cable television

While reading this blog you may have noticed that I, Professor Evenkeel, like this sport they call "hockey." Yes, it has become quite a passion of mine, and for the most part, Dr. Overboard has been pretty supportive of it. She puts up with my late night beer league games, stinky equipment in the laundry room, my purchase of the Center Ice package so I can follow my Thrashers, and even enjoys attending games in person. However, I may finally be on the edge of losing her hockey love, as it were.

Back in October, the United States finally got what Canada has had since 2001: an entire channel devoted to hockey. After a bit of hemming and hawing, I called Comcast and bought the sports package for a few extra bucks a month, and now I have a favorite new channel to watch as much as humanly possible.

While I'm in heaven - watching daily highlights, classic games from the '80s, player profiles, and even "hockey academy" episodes to learn a tip or two to improve my own game - Overboard is nearing the breaking point. It's bad enough that I generally maintain control of the remote, but now I don't even need the remote since I'm stuck on channel 404 all of the time. Watching anything and everything hockey, I sit in awe, gaping at the TV with a smile on my face and just a touch of drool dribbling out of the corner of my mouth. My beautiful wife is not amused.

Last night Kenny and I sat down to watch a few minutes of the NHL Network before heading out to dinner and Overboard shot me a disapproving look.

"You can't at least watch something educational?"
"This is educational. It's an interview with the Great One!"

I need to scour the dial and see if I can get Overboard some sort of equivalent network of her own. I have no idea what that would be, but as long as we have two TVs in the house, and two DVRs, we should be okay. For now.

Okay, gonna run and watch last night's highlights while everyone else is napping. Game on!