United As One

[Guest mindfly]

#91

It started from there tbh

[Danny=Badass 1]

My hockey story starts in February of 2008 when a friend of mine introduced me to the great spot. We had sewing together and we didn't really do much in that class so we had lots of time to talk. We talked about the Wings and at first it was me making fun of her about it but then one night I watched one of their games and it was really cool! So I started becoming a real fan and learning all of the guys names. And to this day I love the Wings to no end. The Red Wings and hockey are all this things my friend and I talk about. I am also a big tigers fan and let me tell you its really hard going from hockey to baseball!

With loving the Wings came much greater things also: my friend and mines relationship grew stronger and we started laughing and talking a lot more, also I moved to Detroit from Guatemala in 1999 and I have always felt like an outsider and always didn't feel comfortable in the US and I always wanted to move back but now I realize that I wouldn't trade where I am right now for anything. I LOVE living in Detroit and I go down to the city at least 3 times a month if not more and I love loking for the Renaissance center. I really feel like Detroit is my home.

[wingnut40 176]

My hockey story starts in February of 2008 when a friend of mine introduced me to the great spot.

You're welcome. I love you too lol. For me, I've known hockey all my life. I was still only 4 and 5 when they won it in '97 and '98, so I very faintly remember it. I remember '02 better and I hated Calgary and Edmonton for getting us out in the playoffs, even though I didn't watch all of the games.

I didn't really become obsessed until my freshman year. Some time in December '06 my brother was watching a Wings game against the Wild, so I watched it with him. They interviewed Hank and I thought he was cute, so I kept watching. Pretty soon I was memorizing the names and numbers, understanding icing and offsides, and ever since then, literally not 2 minutes goes by without me thinking of the Red Wings.

[Doc Holliday 1,888]

I was born into the franchise so they automatically became my favorite team to watch, but Osgood's run in 1998 sealed it for me.

Shocking, I know.

[Barrie 900]

My Mom's side of the family is from Windsor, so I grew up going to Tigers and Red Wings games, despite living outside Toronto for most of my life. I've been an all Detroit fan since the mid-80's.

[Kira 451]

I too am very old school. I go a long way back. I remember as a kid sitting in the living room on Saturday nights with a bowl of popcorn watching Hockey Night in Canada. I was watching Howe, Delvecchio, Abel, Lindsay, Hull, Richard...you know, the legends.

I got to a game at the Olympia back in the 70's, but for the most part, it was the radio...the good old days of Budd Lynch and Bruce Martyn on WJR. Through the "Darkness with Harkness" and all that misery, I stuck with them.

But it really hit a peak in '97. I remember watching Stevie carry the Cup, with tears in my eyes. Partly because we finally won it, and partly because my mom wasn't alive to see it happen. I cried the night of the limo accident. Absolutely broke my heart.

When we won it all again in '98, I watched as Vladdie gave the team their inspiration. My friend Sarah and I both cried when he came out on the ice and they handed him the Cup. It was meant to be.

I never really had a "hockey hero" until 2001, and a shy, soft-spoken Russian stole my attention. I cannot even imagine this game without him.

Among my recent favorite memories was the 7-0 blowout of Patrick Wah in '02, and the three overtime final game when Igor Larionov scored the winner. We sat up til after 1AM to see that finish. I also remember game three against Vancouver. When Nick shot the goal from center ice, I looked at my husband and the other guys in the bar watching the game (there were about a dozen of us altogether and the guys were all fishermen), and said, "That changes everything. We're gonna take it all."

Over the years, I've gotten my other half to where he likes the game. Not as much as I do, but he does indulge me by going to TC for camp every year, and as many games as possible. Been to three games so far this year, and I'm going to be ordering tickets for two more on Monday (Nashville and Minnesota in March).

These are my boys, win or lose, right or wrong. I've had the pleasure of meeting most of them. Incredible gentlemen. I'm proud to wear red and white.