Last night, I didn’t watch as the Bruins forced a game seven against the Montreal Canadiens, but I did keep track of the score. As Ernie says, I give the Bruins no love, and he’s right. I don’t. And it’s not because I hate the team or don’t like hockey. It’s just hard for me to devote so much fan-love around the board and the Bruins are at the bottom of my list.
In fact, after football, hockey is my second favorite sport to watch. Yes, even more than baseball which is great on a calm summer night but doesn’t exactly get my heart pumpin’, ya know what I mean?
I think much of my hockey apathy comes from the NHL strike a few years back or maybe I just gave up when they traded away my personal favorite, Joe Thornton.
And for the record, I always want the Bruins to win, as I do with the Celtics. They’re the hometown teams, of course. But I’m not going to bullshit about my allegiances and jump on bandwagons because I hate that crap. I’ve witnessed it with the Patriots and it makes me want to puke.
So, as the Bruins continue on their playoff journey, and the Celtics prepare to kick off their own, I wish them both luck and will cheer for them, but I’m not going to say, “I was there all along.”