Today is the day, the home opener for our NJ Devils. My Facebook and Twitter feeds are abuzz, and like an unopened present on Christmas morning, a FB request to meet at the Digital Zone during the 1st intermission from fellow Devils General, Kim Sakavich, for Devils Opening Night awaits a response. I can not make the game. It is not because I have to work or have prior commitments, but I have moved out of NJ. I am not talking about leaving the Tri-state area or living on the other side of the Mississippi River but, rather, packing up the kids, pets and furniture and high tailing it to Washington. No, not Washington DC but the state of Washington in the Pacific Northwest where this Jersey girl flies an airline based out of Alaska to get there. I moved 2,500 miles from NJ to Seattle in a land where Russell Wilson of the Seahawks is a demigod, college football means something, and the Mariners are good for catching the Yankees (cheaply) when they are in town. No professional hockey and the closest team two hours away in Vancouver. I’m not sure how a Devils fan would be received in Rogers Arena now that John Tortorella is their coach and Cory Schneider is tending net in our house. Plus it’s Canada.