10spro wrote:pk500 wrote:Safe to say, I'll be watching. And screaming. And freaking. And fretting. And hopefully celebrating.
I respect your position, Todd, but I don't understand it. If you're a fan, don't you support your team in good times and bad?
Take care,
PK
I find a lot of you are just bandwagon fans. Great if your team wins, and lousy the next day when they lose. Hey that's the beauty of a 7 game series, right? Come on cheer on your team!
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Guys I have watched every single playoff game the Red Wings have played since 1995, except two games in the series loss to the Kings in 2001 during which I was getting married and on my honeymoon. On the day of my wedding I had people leaving the reception hall to go find out the score for me. My groomsman cake had a big giant Red Wing on it. I watched every game of the 4-game sweep loss to the Devils in 1995. I watched the 6-game series loss to the Avs in 1996 in which Claude Lemieux turned Kris Draper's face into jelly. I watched the premature exits in '99, 2000, 2003 and 2004, in which the team was among the league's elite in the regular season and couldn't manage to get past the firs or second rounds.
I watch the few Tiger games I'm able to see, not living in Michigan anymore, but I read the results in the paper every day, including every single recap of the 119 loss season of 2003. I've watched every single Lions game, save maybe four or five, since 1989, and that team has the worst record in the NFL dating back the last five years, and I've paid to see those games via Sunday Ticket. I watched what Pistons games I could, well before Joe Dumars turned them into winners (again, being out of market), and again, read every online recap the next day from freep.com and detnews.com. I am *NOT* a fair-weather fan.
The fact is I've seen this Wings script before. And frankly, both my wife and kids are happier when I don't watch some of these games because I'll be good and calm a period or two, but then there will be a bad call or a puck will clang off the pipes or the Wings will make a monumentally bad turnover that keeps them from clearing the zone during a penalty kill and 15 second later it will result in a goal and I'll just flat out f-ing lose it. I'll yell, I'll rant, I'll throw couch pillows, waking my family up from their late-night slumbers, and then I'll go to bed pissed off, wake up pissed off and genrally be pissed off for a couple days.
It ain't worth it. If they win, I'll tune in for Game 7, but all Game 6 has to offer me is a stay of execution or a frustrated meltdown of monumental proporitions as I contemplate the sheer insanity that is a President's Cup-winning team exiting the playoffs in the first goddam round. I don't need the frustration and my family doesn't need me waking up them up in the middle of night because I can't keep my trap shut a second longer.
---Todd
EDIT: And the truth is, I'll end up seeing at least some of tonight's game. I wont' be able to help myself. I'll tell myself I'm only going to flip between 24 and the Pistons and then I'll go to bed. But I'll have to know what's happening, and I'll flip to the game, see that it's close and then flip away. Then I'll flip back for a little longer before flipping away. And so on, and so on, and then the game will go to yet another goddam overtime and I won't be able to flip away anymore and that OT will go to another double-OT. Maybe even a triple-OT. At which point my heart will just explode in my chest and my kids will go to college off my life-insurance policy.
REDITED (off the charts looniest party of my ranting): My point? Just don't call call me a goddam fair-weather fan. I f***in hate those people and I absolutely will not be lumped in with that crowd without a response.