Earlier this week we attended game four of the PWHL finals and watched the Minnesota Frost win it all. It’s been a fun season, watching the highs and lows and see this team come together to win.

Every game in this finals series went to overtime, creating a tense, sudden death atmosphere. The game went to triple overtime for game three, which was so long it felt unreal.

Even in game four, when Liz Schepers batted one in and the crowd erupted, I still wasn’t sure. I was having flashbacks to last year’s game four overtime when Sophie Jaques scored, the players flooded the ice, and everyone went wild—only to have the goal called off and Boston scored a few minutes later and won, sending the game back to Boston for game five. From hearing other fans, sounds like I wasn’t the only one. But the goal was good and we won. So surreal.

We bought season tickets this year because the hockey is good, the atmosphere is fun, and it’s relatively affordable. I never thought I’d be this kind of sports guy, but here I am.

I even turned the obsession into a new venture, Frozen Friday, where I share fan updates every week.

It all brings me back to watching the Detroit Red Wings win their first Stanley Cup in 42 years in 1997.