
Originally Posted by
Sepukku
Since the Pens started succeeding recently, the youth of Pittsburgh has been in a hockey craze and while I'll admit, I'm just a couple years out of this group, I've been a fan of hockey my whole life as well as most of my close friends. I wasn't old enough to remember the Stanley Cup Finals that well, especially since my family isn't a hockey family, but I do remember watching the 95-96 conference finals against Florida. In a way, I'm somewhat grateful for this new fan base as its good to see the support for the Pens and they played a large part in convincing ownership not to move from Pittsburgh to Oklahoma City or any other bum town.
It DOES however bother the lifelong fans when you see kids wearing Hollister or Abercrombie gear into the games rather than appropriate apparel. It DOES bother the lifelong fans when you see high school girls putting on make-up during the game in the stands, or you're sitting in front of one and you must listen to her and her friend go on and on about which player they find cuter. It DOES bother the lifelong fans when you see in the best seats a rich dad taking his spoiled son or daughter along with a friend or significant other (often committing one of the previously listed fouls) to the game. It DOES bother you when you hear about "how bad they want us to win it." I'm sure they do want us to win it. But not as much as those of us who have grown up without seeing that cup get raised. There is a direct hierarchy to how much one wants their team to win, and that is directly correlated to how many championship-less seasons one has endured. The Cubs fans in baseball want to win more badly than we do, I'm sure. As did the Red Sox before their 2004 win. As I want to win more badly than these people who have only started to cheer the very same year they "want us to win it." They want us to win it because it would be cool to see, and there will be a parade. We want us to win it, /because its in our blood/.
The only thing I know first hand that this can be compared to show-goers. At any sort of metal/punk/hardcore shows, theres unwritten rules, like if somebody falls, either in the crowd or the pit, everybody stops and helps them up immediately. Everybody knows they have to do their part to help keep the crowd surfers up so a select few isn't trying to keep them up and the surfers don't get dropped on people (hurting either the surfer and/or the people in the crowd), you don't whip out a nice phone like an iPhone or a Blackberry and hold it up to take pictures, cause it'll probably get thrown, etc etc, and it bothers you so much when you see fools trying to claim to be "with the scene." Its not a fucking scene, its a lifestyle, and you cant just jump into it and say you're a part of it. Being a true pens fan has caused a form of a divide in the culture here, and my comments on the Rangers fans' booing is a reflection of what I've experienced from things here in Pittsburgh. Any wavering from the course is seen as a lack of dedication to the team or hockey in general.
Real hockey fans eatsleepbreathe hockey. They belong to fantasy leagues, they watch non-hometown games (which isn't AS easy thanks to Bettman's Versus debacle), they talk about non-hometown games, they play hockey in their freetime, in basketball courts, in deck hockey leagues, they bitch relentlessly about ESPN's unfair treatment of hockey and love affair with the NBA (I could write an essay on why the top 10 plays shouldn't include 6 dunks every night), etc etc. Its kind of elitist, I'll admit, but to the people in our circle, it makes so much sense.