 Good God, dude. Hockey's got the air conditioning. The temperature can't let the ice rink melt, and it's amazing. $1 hot dogs, $1 draft. I don't even drink beer, and I drank beer. I became a hockey fan. The cheerleader from the Tampa Bay Lightning was in my face, and I screamed so shriveling loud. She pretended to throw a T-shirt like six inches, and it was amazing. It was amazing. I mean, hockey, I like hockey.