Yesterday, in my micro-recap, bullet points post about the Avs 5-4 shootout victory over the Calgary Flames, I wrote this:
Ryan Smyth got something similar to a hat trick, only it wasn’t. Smyth got 2 goals in the game, and a shootout goal, which does not count. So, what do you call that? A not-trick? Before anyone deems the act stupid, the fans at Le Can were looking for some kind of release from the tense third and overtime periods, and threw hats for the not-trick. They are not dumb, just having a good time.
I edited that for two typos, but that’s what I said. I put it out there more towards the fans who like to take potshots at fans in other cities, the ones who get snarky at the slightest breach of hockey etiquette. You know, the ones who say there are only two fans in Denver, and all that smack talk. I did not expect the hear about it from an Avs blogger, much less one who works for the Denver Post. From Adrian Dater, and his All Things Avs blog:
A lot of Avalanche fans lost their hats for nothing the other night.
When Ryan Smyth scored in the shootout, hats rained onto the Pepsi Center ice, but they shouldn’t have.
C’mon now, Avs fans – you knew that goals scored in a shootout don’t count toward a player’s official overall goal stats. Right?
Do we have to ride our own fans into the ground? I’m sure Dater means it all in jest, but if you can’t understand why someone would commit such an unhockey crime, you need to get out more. Hell, it was probably pretty funny to a bunch of the fans who threw their hats on the ice that night. I can imagine the conversation in the stands. “Sure, I know it’s not a hat trick, but hey, their my Avs.”
Dater isn’t done:
To that point, Smyth had been credited with two goals, and his shootout goal was the one that sealed the shootout win over the Flames. After the game, they even took away a Smyth regulation goal and gave it to Marek Svatos. So, even those fans that want to say, “well, he put three pucks in the net that night, I’m still glad I threw my $25 Avs cap onto the ice” can’t even feel that satisfaction anymore.
No, they can’t, Mr. Grinch.
So, now you know. If it happens again, I’m going to put you all into the box for two minutes, for failure to read the rule books.
Man, that was just harsh and unnecessary. But, that could be a great giveaway, a rule book for the first 10,000 fans in the door. So, I have a proposal for Mr. Dater. The next time he feels the compulsion to write a sharp tongued blog post about the fans at Le Can, he should spend one game in my box, namely Sobo 151, the great Czech hockey bar. There he can have a beer or five, eat some Czech garlic dip (which is awesome), and see a game with some true fans of the sport. He can get away from the stuffy confines of the press box, and let loose, allow himself to be a fan for a night, and maybe, just maybe, enjoy a hockey game. You never know, it could be infectious.