In this thread, which is vaguely similar to the "Phoenix fan biographies" that got locked, I'm interested in hearing the stories of how you got into the Coyotes, and the story of your fandom. It's meant to be freeform, perhaps posing the simple question of "How did you get into the Coyotes?" to start. I posted something similar to this on the PHNX Discord as well, but Discord limits your messages to a certain length, and I want to be more detailed here. The other question I'd like to answer myself, and hope you'll answer is how the team leaving would affect you. Anyway, here I go.
I first got into the sport of hockey in the middle of the 01-02 season when I stumbled across the Coyotes on Fox Sports Arizona. I was 15 years old at the time. I did previously watch game 4 of the 1996 Stanley Cup Finals on TV prior to that, and while I enjoyed it, it wasn't enough to get me hooked. I was vaguely aware of the Coyotes the following year, however. After the game during the 01-02 season, while I don't recall which game it was specifically that I first watched, I made it to my first NHL game at America West Arena against the Chicago Blackhawks on March 12, 2002. Robert Esche had the net, and we won 3-1. I think I made it to a couple more games that year, including game 4 against the San Jose Sharks, which we lost.
That summer, with the help of my June birthday, I started compiling my own set of hockey equipment, because I had completely fallen for the sport of hockey and wanted to play. On what I think was my 16th birthday or shortly thereafter, I made it to an adult hockey skills class at Oceanside Ice Arena, run by Adam Mims and his Summit Hockey group. Scott Ferris, as well as Adam and a couple other people whose names I don't recall, ran the class. That fall of the 02-03 season, I registered with USA Hockey, signed up for an adult league (despite being still just 16), and my high school (Mesquite High School) even formed a team that year. I joined the team as well. Meanwhile, on the Coyotes front, I convinced my parents to buy an 11-game plan, one of their "Ice Packs." I still have the autographed 8x11 of Wayne Gretzky in a Coyotes jersey in my closet somewhere.
Unfortunately for me, the 2004-05 lockout kind of killed some of my passion for the sport. I watched, though not quite in earnest, the 05-06 season, but the fire had faded quite a bit. Beginning with 07-08, I don't think I watched a single NHL game. It didn't help that the Coyotes sucked during this period. I had also stopped playing for a while. The first game that brought me back was game 7 against Detroit in 2010. However, I again didn't watch a single NHL game of the 10-11 season. The 11-12 season I started following, watching sporadically, and it was during the 2012 playoffs that I discovered HF Boards via the playoff photoshop thread. I bit the bullet and bought a ticket to game 5 against Nashville that year. As the bankruptcy situation and relocation rumors started to really hit me, I decided to vote for the team with my wallet and ponied up for season tickets beginning with the 12-13 season. As a gift for buying season tickets, I was given a pair of tickets to game 5 against the Kings.
Back on the playing front, I had recently moved back in with my parents, and in the shed out back, one day I discovered my set of hockey equipment, including some goaltending gear. Lo and behold, Adam Mims and co. were still running their adult hockey skills class at Oceanside, so I started playing again there. I also signed up for an officiating seminar in November 2012 and began refereeing all across the valley a bit, and joined an adult rec team at Peoria, the Nihilist Ferrets. I still have my jersey from that team, as well as for that matter my high school jersey.
Unfortunately, after the 2013-14 season, I lost my job and had to drop my season tickets. I made it to a few games during 14-15 and 15-16, and watched what I could, but by then I was in full swing with officiating the sport. It helped that the Arizona Hockey Officials Association switched to an online scheduling website called Arbiter, and I started getting assigned to a lot more games. Meanwhile I was no longer on the Ferrets due to financial concerns, but began playing here and there with Cactus Valley Hockey. I even played with Ronda Pearson, that Coyotes fan who got to taser the Glendale mayor after dressing him down during a Glendale city council meeting. My time in the Phoenix area ended in the fall of 2016, when I moved to Payson. By then, I was completely obsessed with all things hockey, and watched as many games as I could for the next few years.
During my time in Payson, I met the man who would later become my husband online, on the Discord server for the Tampa Bay Lightning. Things moved very quickly with him, and I moved to Gainesville, Florida in January of 2020. Meanwhile, I adopted the Tampa Bay Lightning as my second team, as well as, for that matter, the Tampa Bay Buccaneers (but this thread isn't about football so that's all I'll say on that front). I got to watch them hoist back to back Stanley Cups, as well as make a third straight trip to the finals, and my obsession with hockey was at an all-time high.
However, as I've gotten older, I've been finding it more and more difficult to stay up late to watch the Coyotes over the past year. I've felt my love for the team start to fade a bit, and at the same time, my love for the Bolts grow stronger. While I've made it to Amalie Arena every time the Coyotes have come to town since moving here, worn my Coyotes jersey to the game and rooted for them, I've felt that my passion for hockey has gotten a little weaker in a sense.
The news of our potential relocation feels different this time, and hit me hard. What I'm most afraid for if the team leaves is the Arizona hockey community, which I sorely miss. If I still lived in Arizona and was still involved in the community, I'd be terrified. I fear for what it'll do for youth enrollment in hockey mainly.
My mind is racing now, and I think this is a good point to simply stop writing. If you read the entire thing, I thank you. I look forward to reading everyone else's stories who cares to post.
I first got into the sport of hockey in the middle of the 01-02 season when I stumbled across the Coyotes on Fox Sports Arizona. I was 15 years old at the time. I did previously watch game 4 of the 1996 Stanley Cup Finals on TV prior to that, and while I enjoyed it, it wasn't enough to get me hooked. I was vaguely aware of the Coyotes the following year, however. After the game during the 01-02 season, while I don't recall which game it was specifically that I first watched, I made it to my first NHL game at America West Arena against the Chicago Blackhawks on March 12, 2002. Robert Esche had the net, and we won 3-1. I think I made it to a couple more games that year, including game 4 against the San Jose Sharks, which we lost.
That summer, with the help of my June birthday, I started compiling my own set of hockey equipment, because I had completely fallen for the sport of hockey and wanted to play. On what I think was my 16th birthday or shortly thereafter, I made it to an adult hockey skills class at Oceanside Ice Arena, run by Adam Mims and his Summit Hockey group. Scott Ferris, as well as Adam and a couple other people whose names I don't recall, ran the class. That fall of the 02-03 season, I registered with USA Hockey, signed up for an adult league (despite being still just 16), and my high school (Mesquite High School) even formed a team that year. I joined the team as well. Meanwhile, on the Coyotes front, I convinced my parents to buy an 11-game plan, one of their "Ice Packs." I still have the autographed 8x11 of Wayne Gretzky in a Coyotes jersey in my closet somewhere.
Unfortunately for me, the 2004-05 lockout kind of killed some of my passion for the sport. I watched, though not quite in earnest, the 05-06 season, but the fire had faded quite a bit. Beginning with 07-08, I don't think I watched a single NHL game. It didn't help that the Coyotes sucked during this period. I had also stopped playing for a while. The first game that brought me back was game 7 against Detroit in 2010. However, I again didn't watch a single NHL game of the 10-11 season. The 11-12 season I started following, watching sporadically, and it was during the 2012 playoffs that I discovered HF Boards via the playoff photoshop thread. I bit the bullet and bought a ticket to game 5 against Nashville that year. As the bankruptcy situation and relocation rumors started to really hit me, I decided to vote for the team with my wallet and ponied up for season tickets beginning with the 12-13 season. As a gift for buying season tickets, I was given a pair of tickets to game 5 against the Kings.
Back on the playing front, I had recently moved back in with my parents, and in the shed out back, one day I discovered my set of hockey equipment, including some goaltending gear. Lo and behold, Adam Mims and co. were still running their adult hockey skills class at Oceanside, so I started playing again there. I also signed up for an officiating seminar in November 2012 and began refereeing all across the valley a bit, and joined an adult rec team at Peoria, the Nihilist Ferrets. I still have my jersey from that team, as well as for that matter my high school jersey.
Unfortunately, after the 2013-14 season, I lost my job and had to drop my season tickets. I made it to a few games during 14-15 and 15-16, and watched what I could, but by then I was in full swing with officiating the sport. It helped that the Arizona Hockey Officials Association switched to an online scheduling website called Arbiter, and I started getting assigned to a lot more games. Meanwhile I was no longer on the Ferrets due to financial concerns, but began playing here and there with Cactus Valley Hockey. I even played with Ronda Pearson, that Coyotes fan who got to taser the Glendale mayor after dressing him down during a Glendale city council meeting. My time in the Phoenix area ended in the fall of 2016, when I moved to Payson. By then, I was completely obsessed with all things hockey, and watched as many games as I could for the next few years.
During my time in Payson, I met the man who would later become my husband online, on the Discord server for the Tampa Bay Lightning. Things moved very quickly with him, and I moved to Gainesville, Florida in January of 2020. Meanwhile, I adopted the Tampa Bay Lightning as my second team, as well as, for that matter, the Tampa Bay Buccaneers (but this thread isn't about football so that's all I'll say on that front). I got to watch them hoist back to back Stanley Cups, as well as make a third straight trip to the finals, and my obsession with hockey was at an all-time high.
However, as I've gotten older, I've been finding it more and more difficult to stay up late to watch the Coyotes over the past year. I've felt my love for the team start to fade a bit, and at the same time, my love for the Bolts grow stronger. While I've made it to Amalie Arena every time the Coyotes have come to town since moving here, worn my Coyotes jersey to the game and rooted for them, I've felt that my passion for hockey has gotten a little weaker in a sense.
The news of our potential relocation feels different this time, and hit me hard. What I'm most afraid for if the team leaves is the Arizona hockey community, which I sorely miss. If I still lived in Arizona and was still involved in the community, I'd be terrified. I fear for what it'll do for youth enrollment in hockey mainly.
My mind is racing now, and I think this is a good point to simply stop writing. If you read the entire thing, I thank you. I look forward to reading everyone else's stories who cares to post.
