Before 96, I was young and stupid, basically a normal Habs fan.
Then they traded all the players I loved, basically ending it with Damphousse, and even though my entire family is die-hard Habs fans, I decided hockey wasn’t for me.
Then in February 96, we did a family trip to Florida and we went to see a Capitals-Panthers game at the old arena ! At the end of that 2-2 game, I got a cap looking like Beezer’s mask (probably the greatest looking cap I ever owned, can’t find it anymore sadly…)… After seeing hockey live and as a kid thinking I got the hottest hat on the planet, I became that die-hard Panthers fan.
And it won’t ever go away…
My aunt/godmother bought me a jersey that same April… A jersey I wore watching every single games through that run in secret in my room as a nearly 10-years-old… I remember Jovocop crushing Lindros… I remember Krupp crushing my dreams !
And I’ve been through all the crap after that…
I know, I think, we deserve one more win.
But I’ll always cheer for them until my last breath, because that’s what you call fidelity, and it makes me proud. I’ve cheered for those guys, even though they were bad and we were the laughing-stock of the league… Why would I stop now ?
Never too high, never too low…
But I’ll always cheer for those guys, no matter what and no matter the situation.
There is no quit in me, just like there was never any quit in that Rat-pack team that got me into it !
I’ll cheer f***ING LOUDER than ever before tonight !!
LFG CATS GOOOOOOOOOOOOOO !!!