Hockeytown is especially rowdy today. Loud and boisterous, itching for awesome checks and fights, a hockey fan is a different type of fan. Emotional highs and lows come at the turn of the puck, we're libel to scream our heads off for three hours in a row, shouting warnings to players that can't hear us and espousing contrary opinions to referees that don't care.
In Detroit we take hockey especially serious. Bad calls, to us, are a conspiracy to keep the Red Wings from winning. Penalties given to us seem arbitrary while the other team gets away with murder. We fall in and out of love with goalies as we win and lose games. Most of all, we expect to win.
The ardent fervor displayed by myself and other Wings fans, however, runs deeper than just a love of ice and a shiny silver cup. While Michigan and Detroit mires in its own personal depression, cheering on the Wings to the Stanley Cup Finals becomes more of a cheering of Detroit. We want affirmation that things aren't THAT bad; that despite high unemployment, an undiversified economy, and a seemingly endless string of bad news, that there is still something winning and awesome about our city and state.
When I think about it, and when I travel through Detroit, while there are a lot of things we have going for us. Eastern Market, Campus Martius, the Riverwalk. There is a lot of room for improvement, and I see a lot of hope in the people I've met trying to make Detroit a better place. I hope to be counted among them one day. For now, I'll just cheer on my Wings!
Go Wings! Hockeytown: No Limits!
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