With an expansive rumble, the teams take to the ice. The Terriers streak off their bench in their sanguine scarlet alternates, replete with triple-striped shoulders and seriph-sculpted script on the nameplates. The Huskies are wearing their home whites, “Northeastern” arced over the red-and-black split N, as the players take their places on the sheet.
The masses thunder their approval as their squads take their spots …
… and the clock hits 35:00, as in thirty-five minutes until the opening faceoff.
Have I mentioned that this will be fun?
