DARY! Hey everyone! My name is Marissa and I’m the newest writer for the lovely ladies here at Hockey’s Finest. I’ve been a hockey fan for most of my life, but now I get to show these to my mommy and convince her that her “tomboy” of a daughter might actually do something productive with that obsession. I’ll be following most of the Western Conference, so get ready for some sweet blog-lovin’ for the California teams, and I’ll attempt to be nice to the Vancouver Canucks. But I can’t help it if the Wonder Twins get on my nerves.
Now, before anyone gets on my case about this, let’s get one thing straight: Yes, I’m from the Chicago-area (first suburb north). No, I am not a bandwagon Blackhawks fan. I repeat: there are no bandwagons that I’m currently on. Let me tell you a little story, children. My first hockey game was at the tender age of 5, Chicago Blackhawks vs. St. Louis Blues. There were four fights in the first period and, according to my dad, I was cheering and jumping up and down for every single one of them in a cute floral dress. So yeah, you could say I got started young. (Right there with ya, M. Starting early = the hardest habit to kick. I’m addicted and proud to admit it. -L)
Someone's gonna go on timeout
But let’s get down to the cold, hard facts, people. I live in a (now) great hockey town, with a team that isn’t too hard to look at. (If you want brownie points, you can send me PKane in a box for my birthday. You have until August to seal the deal. -L)
Hometown Team: Chicago Blackhawks
Favorite Team: Chicago Blackhawks (what can I say, I’m loyal), but if I was forced to pick another team that I lurve, it would have to be the either the New York Rangers or the Anaheim Ducks. I have a soft spot for Brandon Dubinsky, and Bobby Ryan and I made a Twitter connection.
Still have no idea what he was talking about
Future hubby: Jonathan Toews aka Captain Sexpanther. 60% of the time it works every time. (S will NOT be happy about this. But– she’ll have to deal. -L)
Wish-he-was-my-grandpa player: Stan Mikita. Dude was the bidness back in the day.
Coach I admire: Mike Babcock (Red Wings). I know, it’s almost a crime for me to say anything positive about the Red Wings as a Blackhawks fan, but you can’t deny that they have one stellar team, and Babcock knows how to coach them (every year they’re a given to get into the playoffs). I think that rivalry is one of the greatest in sports, not just hockey, but it’s one built on respect. I went to the first Blackhawks-Red Wings tilt this year (HOLY CRAPOOLA it was awesome), and even though every cheer from Hawks fans was “DE-TROIT SUCKS”, I know every legitimate hockey fan in that building was thrilled to be in the same building as Lidstrom and Datsyuk. Sick mitts, those two.
Twitterbug: Bobby Ryan. Like I said, we have a special bond. And I really want to know what he was talking about.
Least Favorite Team: Vancouver Canucks and Philadelphia Flyers. DUH. I would say the Red Wings, but they’re a truly talented team. I feel like Vancouver and Philly are filled with a bunch of goons.
Least Favorite Player: Truthfully, it used to be Dan Carcillo (he was a PEST in the Finals against Chicago), but now that he’s a part of the Blackhawks and I’ve seen his personality more, he’s actually one of my faves. Plus Kaner needed another guy to bromance with while Captain Sexpanther sulked about people being mean.
Favorite Hockey Memory: It’s a TIE! For my 20th birthday, my parents surprised me with a Jonathan Toews jersey (I screamed in the middle of a restaurant), which was AH-MAZING. Then, obviously, the Red Wings-Hawks game on December 30. Fantastic way to close out 2011, Captain Sexpanther scored on a penalty shot, and our seats were right behind the penalty box. Unforgettable night for sure.
Non-hockey related fun facts: I can quote almost any movie at the drop of a hat, I do pretty good impressions of Sarah Palin, Harry Caray, and the Swedish Chef (yeah, you read that right), and I once held the door open for Joe Biden at a movie theater in Washington, DC.
But those are stories for another day, kids :) I can’t begin to tell you how excited I am to be writing for Hockey’s Finest, but you can be it goes a little something like this:
Iiiiiin West Philadelphia, born and raised
You stay classy, hockey fans! (HAH! Classy hockey fans…HAHAHA…what a thought. -L)