Daddy loves the hockey. He's a big fan of a team called the Los Angeles Kings. They don't seem like Kings to me, cause they always seem to lose every time Daddy watches them.
Anyway, Daddy took me to see them play at the Staples Center. Mommy was across the street being a travel superstar, which you will read about in a future post, assuming I'm not too sleepy to write it.
Daddy and I were in a suite at the Kings game. There were a lot of other kids there, but they were all way older than me. I didn't like the loud noises, and sometimes the people yelled too loud when the Kings scored. Luckily, that didn't happen too often. The Kings lost, but there were three big fights in the first period, which made the people cheer really loudly.
I'm not sure I get the appeal of watching Canadians beat each other up, but maybe it'll make more sense to me the more I go. I'm sure this won't be my last game. Here's a pic of Daddy and me at the hockey game. Bye.
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