The city of Nashville has caught hockey FEVER and I for one… really don’t care that much. I don’t know, I just can’t get it up for this whole “Nashville embraces hockey” storyline. Congrats guys you care about your very good sports team. I don’t know what I’m supposed to be impressed with.
I’m not trying to be a dick here. Like I’m not hating on the city for caring. Good for them. I wait until the playoffs to fully invest myself in the Rangers. There’s nothing wrong with that. But am I supposed to congratulate them for showing support for a very fun, very likable team because… what? Because they’re a southern city? “Incredibly fun southern city stumbles upon fun hockey team and cares” just doesn’t get me going.
I’ve sat through satan reincarnated as a trust fund baby running my basketball team through the earth into the depths of hell for the last two decades and still supported the team. Paid inordinate sums of money for tickets. Bought paraphernalia. Splurged on cable packages and League Pass and plenty of other services that put money into James Dolan’s pockets. I care about a team that is literally driving me to the brink of insanity on a near-daily basis. And I’m supposed to pat Nashville on the back for caring about the extremely fun and exciting Predators?
I’ll eat a catfish whole, bones and all, before I congratulate a city for embracing a team – let alone one like this.
Congrats to these two on the sex though.