What's wrong with you, guys? The outdoor ice is the birth place of this beautiful game of men. And no indoor multimillion flashy gimmick multi-purpose cash register venue named by this or that sponsor to carry that or this silly name (voiced at least 20+ times by the announcer during a broadcast) can ever even come close to the atmosphere of an authentic outdoor classic.
There was a reason for my (unfortunately lady like) gf to ask me suddenly "why didn't we go there, Jack?" -I turned to her baffled, enjoying silently the sight for a second, and said: "Are you serious, you are not even that much into hockey, eh what??" And she goes on and says quite honestly: "I know but that looks fun!" pointing to the tv screen cute smile on her aristocratic face. "Well, next time then:, I answered rolling my eyes and thinking "Women, women - they are the salt of life."
So, sorry being this literal, my message is: Chill out. Dress up properly, warmly and cosily, and go to watch and enjoy the real thing, good ol outdoor rink hockey drinking hot tea or juice spiced with ginger and lemon on the stands while little snow flakes slowly float on your shoulders and your breathing makes magical clouds on your face.
And take your not so hockey girlfriends with you!