He can always be found up high in the 300 level, screaming as if the team can hear him from row ZZZ-7B, yes, we’re talking about that guy.
After 12 or so beers, yelling at the team to simply “shoot the damn puck!” seems like the only logical thing to do every time your team touches the puck.
Much to the chagrin of surrounding fans, that guy always has words of encouragement that sounded much more profound in his head than spoken aloud.
“SHOOT IT! SHOOT IT! WHY WON’T YOU JUST SHOOT THE PUCK!!”
– that guy
“Shoot it!”, “You call that a shot?!”, “Ahhh man! Blocked every time!” and “My grandmother could check harder than that!” are just a few of his favorite sayings.
That guy truly does believe in his beer-logged liver of livers that he is in fact making a difference however, and never gives up hope that one of these times, the team will hear his enlightened wisdom.
May God help us all if the Blues ever score while that guy is hollering to fire the puck, we’ll never hear the end of it.