There’s the season ticket-holder who brings his “I’ve never seen a puck drop” buddies from work to watch the Bolts. They seem to be interested in beer, the Lightning Girls, beer, and the Lightning Girls. Etiquette wouldn’t be in their vocabulary, so they’re crawling over six people to get to their seats after play has resumed.
Some days hockey fans drive me nuts. Well, if they were “real fans,” maybe they wouldn’t send me off the deep end. But honestly, there are some rude and ignorant people at hockey games.
Then there’s the “Know-It-All” guy who plays air hockey at Chuck E. Cheese, is Marty and Stammer’s best friend, and opines on every play and every whistle for all three periods. By the way, unfortunately, he’s sitting right behind me.
What really makes me bite my lip though, are the people who think that an NHL battle is just another venue for their social club meeting. Why would you pay a lot of money to watch a hockey game and then spend the entire evening deciding whose going to bring drinks to the beach this weekend, or why your iPhone App Club needs to change its get together from Wednesday to Friday so more people can attend? I don’t get it.
I understand that if you spend your hard-earned money to buy a ticket to a Tampa Bay Lighting game and you want to sit in the bar all night and talk to your neighbors, that’s your perogative.
All I’m saying is that we need as many passionate, rabid fans in their seats for the entire game cheering on a team that’s leaving it all on the ice for your entertainment and enjoyment.
Ninety-nine percent of Bolts fans are ardent, loyal enthusiasts for our team. But for the clueless one percent who don’t know the difference between a high-stick and a high-five — you drive me nuts!