The lockout is now close to 2 months into the season. We've heard from the league's perspective. We've listened to players voice their opinions. So what about us? Who is listening to us? Who speaks for the millions of hockey fans scratching the walls?
I sent an email to the NHL. I got no response. Do we matter? They treat us like doormats and then expect us to run back to them with open arms like nothing ever happened.
Of course play will resume. It could be in a couple of weeks. It might be next season. But we will come back and we will be glad to do so. Well, that's not entirely true. I have been negotiating with myself. I now have a lockout date in the works. Not sure what that date will be. I have decided that I will not wait for the greedy ones to decide when I can watch my favorite sport again. I discussed this with my family. My wife wholeheartedly agrees with me.
My kids on the other hand were upset by my decision. They are young. They really don't get the business end of this dilemma. They just started to become Islander fans in the last 2 seasons. My 10 year old daughter proudly wears her Tavares jersey at school in the middle of Pennsylvania. She doesn't care that nobody even knows who John Tavares is. She knows I've been rooting for my favorite team since before she was born. She knows I sit and watch them lose night after night and I still love this team. I can't tell you how happy it makes me that my kids are gonna be screaming at the TV just like me.
It's a real heart breaker to know that I may decide to end all that. But I have to. I won't have my heart broken again when the 1st week of October rolls around and I'm waiting patiently.
So I hope and pray everyday that the billionaires and the millionaires can settle their differences and get back on the ice. This is a part of me I don't want to make go away. It would kill me. But I'll do it. I'll do it because someone has to.
There may be one less fan. Only time will tell.