"I Don't Give A Crap About Shcool" -- The Next Generation Of Hockey Fans In Utah Are Fully Ready For The NHL
I had my doubts and reservations about the NHL sending a team to Utah. I'm fairly certain it's against the law to even look at a beer past 4:30pm in Utah. I'm assuming they'll even have to cut off soda sales after the 2nd period. It just seems like a far too wholesome state to get down and dirty with their hockey fandom.
But then this little kid shows up to greet the city's newest players and coaches. It's the middle of the day on a Wednesday. He should be in math class learning his multiplication tables. But luckily he paid attention in language arts class just long enough to learn his vocab to produce the best possible sign to greet Utah's newest squad.
Phonetically speaking, school is a pretty tricky word to spell. But he don't give a crap about any of that. Sports fandom ain't about spelling, it's about yelling. And something tells me that 10-15 years from now, we're going to see this kid up on the glass at every Utah home game screaming his face off for the boys. Unless he's on the ice playing for them. He's got the size, the hair, and the Crocs in sports mode. He's a legend in the making. But more importantly--he is hope.
Hope that the next generation of fans in Utah can handle what it takes to become a truly great NHL fanbase. Where they pack out the stadium night after night, and not just with a bunch of stuffy corporate seats. Real fans creating real chaos for opposing teams. Good luck to all of his teachers the rest of the school year. He's got some chirps to get dialed in before opening puck drop next season.