I beg to dream and differ

I just voted for Holiday to be the new "celebration song" for the San Jose Sharks. That is, the song they'll play when the Sharks score. I think we've all had enough of Gary Glitter, haven't we?

I made a decision today. I decided to stop whining, for a while, anyway, about all the things that bother me about living here. They were largely PMS-induced, so you're safe, Gentle Reader, for another month.

I reminded myself that one of the great things about this city, and not incidental to my decision to move here, is the fact that it's a hockey town. A real hockey town, not so much unlike Montreal and Toronto, the other two hockey towns I've lived in. There's a game tonight and I'm planning to head out this evening to one of the local public establishments in my neighbourhood in which I've noticed signs reading, "This is Sharks Territory."

Meanwhile, I've been surfing for San Jose Sharks bloggers. If you know of one, or you are one, please Sassback here and let me know. I found a great Buffalo Sabres blog, and a Canucks blog, and while perhaps it's too much to hope for a Sharks-only blog, surely there's someone out there who writes about the Sharks the way that I write about, say, karaoke?

I found this one, Sharkspage, which is a great reference but looks too official for my liking. Likewise The Feeder — though, great name!

Christy Finn writes Girl With A Puck, about the Anaheim Ducks. Go Christy! Go...Sharks!

Do I feel guilty, abandoning my beloved Toronto Maple Leafs? You bet, especially since my friend Sunaya Sapurji blogs about hockey for The Toronto Star. But there's nothing to be done about it. I'm three thousand miles from the Air Canada Centre, with no access to Hockey Night In Canada.

When in Rome, swim with the Sharks.

And, well, if I happen to encounter any tall, single, hockey fans who are older than my students and of the same gender yet younger than my father, so much the better.

Rob Davison, pictured above, is from my home town of St. Catharines, Ontario. He almost qualifies. Tomorrow you'll be able to read Postmodern Sass's first of what may become a series of reviews of sports bars in San Jose.