“I like the girl parts of being a girl. I can enjoy cross-stitching and cock-sucking. And I can express my own opinions without being labeled a bad feminist. And I, nor anyone else, should ever have to apologize for any of it.”
-Tracie Egan
Can we have a time out for a second? Actually, it’s going to be longer than a second because if you have been here before you know when I am on a roll, no one is getting out of here in a timely manner. So just sit back and let me have my say (which might be laced with expletives and violent diction).
Just what in the fuck is your damage? Have we not already established the fact that women hold equal rights? I know it took a bit for us to get suffrage, but hey we did it (faster than Switzerland!). I think it’s pretty awesome I can get prescription for birth control and it’s no big deal if my ankles or wrists are seen by the fellas.
Perhaps I need to back up a second and explain. Lately, the go-to summer hockey blog topic has been about female hockey fans and their position in a greater sense. Well, it never really is about a woman’s role, it melts into an argument about that. See; HERE, HERE and HERE. Now, I absolutely adore these ladies for articulating their feelings about hockey. I am however, upset at these fucking slack jawed junk slut commenters. Would you please go back to your caves? Clearly you have not caught up with the evolution of the rest of humankind.
You see, I didn’t wanna flog this topic some more. But I think I have to since there are some who just do not get it. Us ladies are fully aware of the male fandom. We absolutely know we are outnumbered when it comes to sitting at the rink for a game. And that goes for most sports. We are moreso aware of the gender ratio when it comes to writing about hockey. I am certain almost every female who has started a hockey blog, had that moment of hesitation; wondering how she would be perceived by male readers and if she would be taken seriously. But then said “well fuck it” and just went for it.
Every once in a while, the trolls come up. They crawl out of the woodwork and snarl “girls can’t write about hockey” or “she needs to get back to the kitchen.” Clearly, these men never want to touch a female let alone ever have their dick sucked. Kittens, this isn’t 1950. I don’t have to starch your shirts and you don’t have to work in a coal mine, you dig? Now, I know you will want to start calling me names and bandy about the word “feminist” and you are most welcome to say this. But I will not accept any four or five letter name calling, savvy?
Your grudge against the ladies at hockey games is not cute. I am not saying men should be condescendingly sweet with the door holding and such. Because I can do things on my own, like open pickle jars and all that and I don’t expect to have some cabana boy at my beck and call (oh but a girl can dream…). But, can you please not be a fucking prick to us? Seriously, you wonder why Lorena Bobbit got chop happy with the scissors? If anyone ever questioned my motives for being at a hockey game, I’d be grabbing the nearest shiny, metal object.
So let’s just put an end to the rampant douchebaggery. Guys, this is where you go apologize to the women you spoke ill of and ask them if they would like to go out for wings and some beer; where you can talk about something else, like the instigator rule or whether or not Sean Avery should be loved or hated.
You pissed off a lot of down ass lady hockey fans. Because I would bet these dames wear teams colors every time; better yet have a sweater with the name on the back. I imagine they hate the pink jerseys with every fiber of their being. They probably don’t even text during the game, unless it’s after a goal is scored to keep a friend who is stuck at work updated. They most likely enjoy dollar hot dog nights and the soft pretzels with scalding hot chemical cheese and are mad that a bottle of water is 3 dollars.
This topic needs to be retired because it becomes an attack on character and personal beliefs with absolutely nothing being accomplished. This subject really is the NHL’s abortion argument. It’s a conversation that is hard to get many people to approach calmly and rationally. People just walk away pissed off, getting nowhere. So, let’s put the knives away and discuss something else.
As a lady who likes hockey, you have to deal with things like being called a; puck slut, puck bunny, puck fuck, hockey whore, etc. As much you can know about hockey, there will always be some guy sneering at your presence at a game, wondering your intentions. We either showed up to the game in too much make up or not enough and we look like just one of the guys. Really, it’s not fair. I am just like you, I toss my sweater on before games one sleeve at a time. The only difference is that I put lip gloss on after that.
*=Title taken from a post over at Q-Girl’s site. It truly is the best pick line ever.
