Last night I went to see the New York Rangers Ice Hockey team take one of the Czech republic's best team apart on ice. I was going to say take them apart bit by bit, but the taking apart was a lot more aggressive and I have to say a lot more fun.
Now I feel I have a little understanding of what it must have been like to have been a spectator in the great Roman Games watching a team of crack Gladiators toy and then rip apart a bunch of dispirited christians, some Lions, and a whole heap of barbarians in one long action packed and very sweaty match.
I have to say I was surprised - I always thought that I was a clever cultured Cat but last night I was screaming for more, more goals, more punch-ups and more bone crunching action and I wasn't disappointed I got more than I ever expected, wrapped up in my New York Rangers scarf, waving my New York Rangers inflatable hand and snuggly clad in my New York Rangers jersey.
Then it dawned on me, I was one small Cat shouting for the winning side, the was err... the New York Rangers if you haven't guessed, surrounded by thousands of fans from the other team, surrounded by some pretty disappointed and disgruntled Czechs whose side was getting well and truly thrashed, outplayed and I have to say an Ice Hockey lesson.
The shouts from the Czechs around me had it seemed to me grown ever more threatening at first I thought that they were not particularly happy with their team HC Sparta but it slowly dawned on me that the shouts were directed um how can I put this - my way.
Unbelievably I think I had become the most unpopular member of either the audience or the opposing teams and that included a star player from the New York Rangers who had put a couple of pucks passed the butterfingered HC Sparta goal keep.
There was only one thing to do and that was to stop waving my New York Rangers inflatable hand then slowly and calmly slip out of my snug New York Rangers scarf and New York Rangers jersey and slip away.
Happily on my way out sneaking snakelike through the footwear of thousands of disappointed Czech fans HC Sparta very nearly scored a goal, by taking off their goal keeper and using an extra man in a desperate last attack, and that rare event managed to distract the angry mob who seemed to want to take out their frustration on a lonely Feline NY Rangers supporter.
Next week I think I want to go to a Football match if a really good foreign club is playing and annoy some more fans - well I do have nine lives don't I?
The Cat World is such fun isn't it? I have to say I haven't had that much fun since going to the Ballet here in Prague which seemed more like a Miss Universe contest frankly, well the Czech Pavelinas (as I call them) are built like top heavy outhouses and where most ballerinas glide across the stage they move with a shudder and shake of the boards that would frighten any tourist who lives in a city prone to the occasional earthquake.