Friday Hockeyphotoblogging (and a little disability too)
In the run-up to Game Seven of the Stanley Cup Finals tonight, I have posted my photos from Game Six, Tuesday night (June 9th) at Mellon Arena.
I was in the midst of an awful whole-body migraine at the time, and ended up taking more painkillers than is technically safe to be able to attend the game. But this is the kind of thing that happens once in a lifetime, and it is one thing I firmly decided when I was a teenager in high school facing the choice between completing assignments or attending this or that social event (Prom and Grad Nite, mainly): there are times where I will sacrifice my physical wellbeing for the sake of participating in something that is important to me. I will not let my disability keep me from doing something fun, just because it is “fun” and therefore not allowed for the chronically ill (who face pressure to never, ever do anything that takes any sort of energy which is in any small way enjoyable to them — because then they are failing in their responsibilities to everyone else in the world, and seen as transgressing the dominant narrative of disability as a tragedy, something to somberly nod to one another about).
This doesn’t mean I abandon all responsibility and throw myself into every trivial thing that comes along. It means that I already have to sit out most events because of my disability, and I already have to put a disproportionate amount of energy into the basics of life, and I can’t let myself fall into that rut of always doing the more Serious and Important thing because that’s what I’m supposed to do, so yes, sometimes, I will say “fuck it,” bear the consequences, and go do that Really Fun Thing I was wanting to do, because I should not be denied participation in these things — sport games, concerts, art festivals, dinners out, parties, etc. — or shamed for daring to participate in them, just because I am disabled.
Anyway, pictures. I managed to get picturesof both Pittsburgh goals, as well as that crazy insane shift at the end of the game where Rob Scuderi stepped in front of the net and did some stand-in goaltending for the waylaid Marc-Andre Fleury. Enjoy.
The entire set
Me with Iceburgh, the Pittsburgh Penguins mascot (as posted previously here):

Inside Mellon Arena just before the game began:

Jordan Staal’s first goal:

Tyler Kennedy’s second goal:

‘nother panorama:

And the sequence of crazy man Rob Scuderi:






WE WON!!!:

The #1 Star, a.k.a. my “boyfriend” Marc-Andre Fleury:

A pano of the arena after most of the fans had gone:

And the laser logos the arena cast onto key buildings in downtown Pittsburgh:















annaham
| Friday, June 12, 2009 | 6:04 pmI hear ya on the not letting being disabled suck all the fun out of life; my partner and I went to see Neko Case in concert on Tuesday night. We had a blast, but MAN did I pay for it on Wednesday! Slept in that day and was *still* exhausted.
I don’t follow hockey, but those photos were fun to look at. I love the one of you with Iceburgh!
amandaw
| Friday, June 12, 2009 | 6:11 pmYeah, and it’s hard to describe. The high school situation is a good illustration; I let my grades stand lower than they could have been (and I was facing failing out the last semester before graduating right then, and in the middle of a whole shitload of make-up work to get back up to Cs and above so that I could attend college) to attend those events. But fuck it, I deserved to go to those events too. And there were people who were Not Happy with me for that, who thought I should have been Responsible and Diligent and so forth. But they just don’t get it: I spent every second of every day putting conscious thought into being Diligent and Responsible to preserve my health; sometimes I need the freedom of just throwing that all to the side and doing what feels right.
I never get that break from Responsibility. They never have that constant second-to-second weight bearing down on them to always be Responsible or pay the price for it. They don’t get to scold me for not being Responsible.