I’m not a hockey fan by any means. I just never really got into it. The Broad St. Bullies were before my time, and I vaguely followed the Legion of Doom of the early nineties. One summer, I played a lot of roller hockey, and I always excelled in gym class floor hockey. As far as a professional level is concerned, it’s just never been my bag. I’m still disappointed though. After an atrocity they like to call a season, the Flyers added to their woes by failing to win even the draft lottery. They were the worst team in the league but still came in second. It’s kind of like that playground insult: “You’re such a loser that when you entered the biggest loser contest, you came in second (oooohhhhh).” Anyway, it doesn’t matter if the Flyers land a good player or not, because I won’t be watching or even really paying attention. Unless, of course, they’re in the Stanley Cup. Then I might “catch the fever” (i.e. jump on the winning bandwagon).

-dan