Some people enjoy sports for many different reasons. The team, the tailgating, food, and just people watching gives us a reason to get out. All sports fans have stories attached to why the like and follow.
Me? that’s a rather simple one. I was born in Columbus Ohio but rasied in East Grand Rapids Michigan. I was raised on THE GAME (Ohio State vs Michigan) at least in college football. But in all honestly that was what ever. In 1979 I stumbled on Detroit Tigers baseball probably because I was grounded and had to stay at home. I found that more entertaining than football. Also that year I found Detroit Lions football. But they have a hard to get into history and have been downright unwatchable at time. Detroit Pistons? Yup watched them too.
However, it wasn’t until the 1980 Winter Olympics I found the sports that would raise my sports watching level. Hockey. Detroit Red Wings hockey in the late 70’s early 80’s we very hard to watch. The “Dead Things” or “Dead Wings” as they were known then caught my attention like no other team or sport. It sucked me in. Completely!
To me Hockey is the greatest symphony of noises sports has to offer. Whether the knock of the puck hitting the boards. Or sticks meeting together at faceoff. Not to mention the thud of the puck finding it way onto a streaking stick. Or the hiss of skates rushing on the ice to the swish of a sudden stop accompanied flailing ice to the ping of the puck hitting the crossbar. The hair on the back of my neck is standing up as I type this. Watching the Wings go from horrid to Stanley Cup champions was time staking yet worth the wait.
For all sports. For better or worse, good times, bad times. I have seen them all. It’s the city I love and God willing the city I and my family will return.