But this isn't about them. It's about us Terrier fans. About how we don't need an incentive to get our asses to away games and make them as exciting as they always are. About how we do it because nothing is more fun than being insulted in the name of your team. About how we can be that group of fans that college hockey needs and deserves. Case in point, last night at Conte Forum.
BC fans, as we all know, show up for the BU games. Surprisingly they seemed louder than they did last year (probably because for once they were winning) and once in a while threw in a non-standard chant. Good job BC, you're kinda making your way up in terms of fandom. Very, very, painstakingly slowly. I think you just surpassed Harvard on the standings!
But as for us...we are the funnest and most creative student section in Hockey East. Rarely do I leave a game that we lost in a good mood, but last night was completely different. Last night we all were in hysterics. Not because of the score, but because of absolutely everything else that the wonderful community of Newton presented us.
We're now accepting payment for singing the Canadian National Anthem. That was glorious. BC may have given the attendees a Nashville recording artist, but we gave them The Dog Pound a capella group. Before you ask, no, there wasn't a rhyme or reason for it. But it was one of the highlights of the night.
As was the T ride home. Love hearing everything from Christmas carols to musicals. That was magical.
Too bad the BC fans missed all of that. Good to know even when they're winning a game, their fans will still leave in the middle of the third period. Seriously BC fans, you gotta stop that. You are making me feel bad for the Brooks Dyroff's of the world. But not for the Johnny Gaudreau's. Never for the Johnny Gaudreau's.
Anyways, I've got two messages here. The first to the Terriers that made the trip last night:
I have no idea who you people are. Sometimes you pop up in my news feed because you wrote in The Dog Pound. Sometimes you're in the same message threads I am. Sometimes you're even in the same hotel as me. I may not know your name, your major, or what you do outside being a diehard BU hockey fan, but god damnit I love you. Keep being you. People notice. Noticeably everyone's favorite pretty boy Matt O'Connor. I don't say pretty boy in a mean way. Matt O'Connor - you keep doing you. You keep winking and drinking your water bottle seductively. Please, we eat that shit for breakfast, even those of us (cough cough me) that hate admitting it.
The season is far from over. Let's take these loses and forget about the score. Let's have some fun with them instead. Yeah, there are times where all we want to do is be depressed as all shit. I get it, I feel it, too. But really there's no reason for us not to take a party with us everywhere we go. Man, Hockey East rinks can feel dead. The least we can do is be the best house guests the East has ever seen. We can make this conference the best one in college hockey just by doing what we do.
And for those of you that missed out on the experience of a lifetime:
Seriously, nobody cares how casual a fan you are. We want you to come. If you know nothing about the game, anyone will explain it. You'll be one of us in no time. All you need is a voice that you aren't afraid to use. Follow any chants we start and you will be just fine. The boys will keep you entertained on the ice and we'll keep you entertained in the stands.
Maybe you're the type of fan that doesn't like to travel. Boy, you are seriously missing out. Nothing will beat these trips. We all love Agganis, but there's something about being the enemy that is irreplaceable. That little bit of fear you may have for your life, that's completely worth it. You get the memories and the stories that you'll continue to tell well beyond this season. You wonder why we all freak out when Chelsea Dagger comes on? You ever ask yourself why the hell we are milking imaginary cows? We could tell you, but it's much more fun to have been there in person. So take a chance on an away game. Merrimack, PC, UMass, UML, they're all close and there's no reason not to get out there. We'll make it worth your while.
Oh wait, I do have one more thing. This goes to everyone. Can we please, for the sake of Ahti, learn the Finnish National Anthem? I am not even remotely kidding. And can we please, forever more, have a non-American or non-Canadian on the team? I mean, is that too much to ask?
So then, see everyone at UNH?
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