Trying To Bring Me Down: Part 2

The establishment couldn't keep me down tonight. If you read my blog from before the hockey game you read about a teacher I feel always tries keeping me down. Tonight at the hockey game, the teacher's place was taken by the law.

It started out like any other West A vs Bishop Canevin game would...screaming select phrases at the other team's captain and screaming for our boys. We were up 3 to 1 when the shenanigans broke out. Several calls in a row, bad calls might I add, went against us and the student section started a chant. I cannot say for sure who started the chant, but yes it was a "Bullshit, Bullshit" chant. After a while of chanting that a cop came over and told us to stop saying that. No lie we stopped instantly. A few seconds later one of the West A scholars sitting next to me started chanting "Push it, Push it." Obviously we did it to spite the cop, and he came over immediately and told us that the first two rows were kicked out.

The thing I'm not sure on is how he decided only the first two rows were going to be kicked out? It must've been the red pants I was rocking that threw him off. But seriously, the whole section was cheering, how can he only kick out 8 kids?

We argued with the cop with the shitty hairdo for a while before we finally agreed to leave. (It got to the point where the officer was telling Jaclyn he would handcuff her and walk her out. I wish he would've given me that option. My street cred would've skyrocketed.)

Upon leaving I threw my hands in the air and received an uproar of applause from the student section behind me. In that moment I felt untouchable. My fellow convicts and I walked down by the locker rooms until we came out by the main doors of the arena. Lo and behold who is standing there to greet us? None other than my father, Tom Forse. He basically asked the cop why we were being kicked out when Canevin parents were screaming worse things. Of course he used some select, eloquent words to get his point across, but nonetheless we were gone. The eight of us left and ended up coming back a short time later.

Upon arrival back at the arena we stood outside looking in from the glass doors. We decided to set up out own little "Occupy Airport" movement and sat down in front of the doors. After a few minutes sitting there a cop came out to talk to us, not the one who did the kicking out, his slightly larger, more intimidating friend. The cop was extremely reasonable with us. he explained why we had to get kicked out and I understand it.

When you question the power of someone like an officer of the law they have to stay true to their word. If he would've caved and let us stay we would've inevitably gotten rowdier and more obnoxious. I appreciated him coming to talk to us because in the end we're just kids and we didn't mean any harm. That cop understood that, and i understand why we had to leave. After that cop left the cop who kicked us out came over and told us that we could come back in since we were so understanding. That was cool of him to do.

Tonight I was a rule breaker, an occupy member, a fan, a kid in red pants, and in the end just a kid. A kid living life and having a damn good time doing it. I wouldn't change one part of tonight.

Standing up to the applause of my peers was a moment I won't soon forget.

Having my Dad stick up for my friends and I showed me how much my Dad cares.... And how much he likes to argue with any type of rules or figureheads. It's a good feeling knowing your Dad supports you no matter what.

I'm glad I experienced what I did tonight. It felt good sticking up for what I believed in, it felt good being a hooligan if only for ten minutes, and it felt good to be surrounded by friends.

All I can say is I cannot wait for the next hockey game. I'll probably have to sport the red pants again...they seem to be a good luck charm.

I love you guys. Every last one of you. Today I'm turning around this funk I've been in. Enough is enough. Every hour I spend moping is an hour of happiness whisked away for seemingly nothing.

 I had a great time tonight. A car ride with my best friend tops it all off. I can't wait til senior trip for 24 hours worth of driving with my best friends in addition to a week just hanging out being ourselves.

I'm ready to make this summer one of my most memorable.

NP: Live like You Were Dying- Tim McGraw