A (mostly) unapologetic fan of two NHL teams, which fortunately never have anything to do with each other -- thus preventing really awkward moments at family functions. Dad - a Blues '67 fan - said: "Hey, we sent Bowman away. We sent Arbour away. Follow this team if you must, but keep an eye on Arbour's Islanders." Confused but knowing not to cross your father, I did both. Addiction set in early. I've rooted for every Sutter except Darryl. The Milbury years nearly ended me. But they also gave me some perspective on how to truly enjoy this sport, one knifing at a time. I'm still delicately rebuilding the Blues half of my soul after Bill Laurie dropped one last pile of Paige (Sports!) on it. These things take time.
