Sports fans, or more accurately stated…the sports fanatic. They came in all shapes and sizes, all backgrounds and differing walks of life. From those who stand shirtless and sporting body paint in sub-freezing weather at football games… to those who bang wildly on the glass in hockey arenas… to those who loyally only purchase products whose logos are affixed to the car of their favorite NASCAR driver… to soccer, (football), fans who’ll span the globe in support of their nation’s team…to those who simply gather at the local watering hole to enjoy the game and a beer with others…the sports fan is as much ingrained in human culture as any tradition, religion and ritual.

Sports fans will follow their favorite team anywhere. Here, Atlanta Thrashers fans traveled to Carolina for a game against the Hurricanes (Stacy Garguilo)
So what is it about sports that will bring out such emotion, dedication and passion from otherwise “normal” people? I mean, let’s face it…there are some who afford a level of loyalty to a team or athlete which they cannot seem to give even to their spouse.
Could it be the thrill of competition alone? Is it the ‘David vs. Goliath’ effect in which heavy favorites can indeed be knocked off by lowly underdogs on any given day? Might it possibly be the need to come together in groups to support one another in a common interest? Or is it just an outlet to allow grown adults to live vicariously through the success of those teams and individuals they follow and support?
“I always turn to the sports section first. The sports page records people’s accomplishments; the front page has nothing but man’s failures” – Earl Warren
Like so many of you, I first experienced “fanhood” at an early age. In the 1970’s my family lived in the Tampa St. Pete area of Florida and around the age of 9 I discovered the sport of soccer. I had played baseball and football like every other red-blooded American male… but for some odd reason, I seemed to have a natural ability to perform best on the soccer pitch.
At roughly the same time, the North American Soccer League had expanded into the area and my family became fans of the Tampa Bay Rowdies. While attending games, I found myself gravitating towards the north end zone of old Tampa Stadium to hand out with the “rowdiest” of fans…otherwise known as “fannies”…to view games. This group of hooligans were known for their, shall we say, over indulgence in adult beverages and took to tossing dead fish carcasses at and into the goal netting being protected by the opposing goalkeeper.
It certainly wasn’t the strawberries and cream crowd found at Wimbledon, that’s for sure.
“New Yorkers love it when you spill your guts out there. Spill your guts at Wimbledon and they make you stop and clean it up” – Jimmy Carter
In short, it was there I realized that paying customers were not in attendance simply to observe the proceeding in as much as they were there to be a part of it… and I became addicted to that type of sports environment. This would serve me well later in life when ice hockey became my sport of choice. Let’s face it folks, hockey fans are a different breed.
Many of you, I’m sure, experienced much the same feeling when you first started attending NHL hockey games, or whatever sporting event it was that gave you that initial rush of excitement. And like myself, it has stuck with you as you’ve grown into adulthood, started your careers and/or wed and become parents. Then, the cycle begins anew as we’ve taken our own children to their first games, seeing that magic, fire and passion in their eyes just as it was in ours at that age.
But even when I was younger, I wondered what exactly was it that caused people to freely surrender such loyalty and devotion to a spots team…to spend so much time, energy and money following their favorite team. When asked that question by a reporter, Rodney Marsh…one of the star players for the Rowdies…responded, “Most people are in a factory from nine till five. Their job may be to turn out 263 little circles. At the end of the week they’re three short and somebody has a go at them. On Saturday afternoons they deserve something to go and shout about”.
“Thanksgiving dinners take eighteen hours to prepare. They are consumed in twelveminutes. Half-times take twelve minutes. This is not a coincidence” – Erma Bombeck
So, it’s a release, an escape from the doldrums of our average lives. Okee-dokee then, but surely there must be something more to it than just that, don’t you think?
In this article by Laurie Pawlik-Kienlin…who has a degree in Education and Psychology from the University of Alberta…there are certain benefits to being a sports fan. Watching sports, specifically hockey, has a positive effect on our brains. She cites a University of Chicago study that concludes, “Being an athlete or a sports fan changes the neutral networks in the brain and improves language skills”.
Ms. Pawlik-Kienlin goes on to say, “playing and watching hockey can boost your brain health and language skills”.
Hmmm…well, I can certainly see where she is coming from in regards to ‘language skills’. I must admit that sitting in the middle of some well-seasoned hockey fans can be quite an education in vocabulary. If you are in need of a prime example of this, just make your way down to Philips Arena the next time the Buffalo Sabres are in town.
“Sports are the one thing that an adult can invest 100%, total passion in without fear of any consequences” – Rush Limbaugh
Also, as we can see in this report by Lisa Jancarik, Dr. Rick Grieve of Western Kentucky’s clinical psychology says it has a great deal to do with our need to interact in social networks, and it begins with the family unit given that children tend to gravitate towards the sports and teams that their parents follow.
“Why are my sons big hockey fans?” Dr. Grieves asks in a rhetorical fashion. “Because I take them down to see the Predators on a regular basis. Why are they not baseball fans? We don’t have a baseball team to follow”.
Grieves also continues to reasons why sports fans cling to certain superstition and traditions. “Personally I believe this has more to do with anxiety reduction…than with actual belief”. It helps us deal with the tension that comes with following our favorite teams.
This has to explain why I, like so many others, simply cannot bring myself to wash my Thrashers jersey while they are on a hot streak and playing well. And that explains why my jersey has been so clean for much of the past three seasons.
“We are inclined that if we watch a football game or a baseball game, we have taken part in it” – John F. Kennedy
Modern technology certainly plays a big part in the sports fanaticism of today. Television has brought sports of all kinds into our homes for decades now, Ted Turner’s vision helped beam the Atlanta Braves to baseball fans nationwide in the 1980s and cable packages such as NHL Center Ice allow fans to continue following their some teams even if they have to move several states away.
The same is true with streaming games over the internet, which even allows for game viewing overseas.
“Hockey is like a disease. You can’t really shake it” – Ken Wregget
Not to be overlooked is how sports is able to cross over racial, ethnic, spiritual and political boundaries in a way nothing else can. Take baseball for instance… how many times have you seen a player smack a game winning homer over the wall and the observed the celebration as he crosses over home plate? There are whites, blacks, Hispanics and Asians jumping around together enjoying the success achieved by the team. There are no quota systems required to field a team in any sports…a player’s abilities alone gives him the right to perform at whatever level he finds himself at. And we can sit right next to someone who may be our political opposites at a game, but as long as they are wearing the same jersey that we are…we are brothers!
Society as a whole can learn a lot from that, if you ask me.
Of course, it’s just as possible that there is a more cynical basis that drives our reasoning…the sheer brutality that comes with sports that rely on physical contact.
As George Orwell put it, “Serious sport has nothing to do with fair play. It is bound up with hatred, jealousy, boastfulness, disregard of all rules and sadistic pleasure in witnessing violence: in other words, it is war minus the shooting”.
“Fans are the only ones who really care. There are no free-agent fans” – Dick Young
Whatever the cause and circumstances, sports fans display a type of passion for their favorite teams and players that are deeply embedded in our society. It need not follow logic and it need not follow reason. To me, it’s based purely on emotion and the cause of a person’s “fanhood” can only be truly found inside of his or her soul, the fiber of their being.
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kracker
August 16th, 2010
10:23 am
Smoothie, Yes, I saw the pic and it is great but also strange.
http://twitpic.com/2f5yjk
I am more than a little worried about Buff hoisting the Cup wearing a Thrashers sweater. Sure, he has earned the right to touch the Cup but to do so in a Thrashers jersey?? Surely the Hockey Gods will understand Big Buff’s enthusiasm for bringing his winning ways to the Thrashers and overlook this little transgression.
Tom Lysiak
August 16th, 2010
10:29 am
“Then the Flames came to town. My favorite player was # 12 Tom Lysiak…”
Flames – no doubt!!! The second most hurtful thing to the team leaving town was when #12 was traded to the Blackhawks.
Going to CHI: Tom, Greg Fox, Miles Zaharko, Pat Ribble, Harold Phillipoff
Coming to ATL: Ivan Boldirev, Phil Russell, Darcy Rota
The day the music died in ATL. I will never forget that trade.
Brendan
August 16th, 2010
10:31 am
Kracker, great find! I think it’s interesting that he chose to wear a Thrasher jersey with his day with the cup. I’m a bit, surprised. But in a good way.
kracker
August 16th, 2010
10:32 am
The name “Thrashers” will look much better to everyone when we are thrashing teams in the corners this season. All right, so we get a few boarding penalties — I want the opposing players to know the guys are coming in hard, I want them feeling those hits before they actually get crunched. “Fear the Bird!”
Rawhide
August 16th, 2010
10:34 am
Tom Lysiak – Ok…”The novel you just typed is just stuck in blog purgatory”.
But now it has been freed.
Tom Lysiak
August 16th, 2010
10:40 am
Thanks Rawhide!!
Rawhide
August 16th, 2010
10:48 am
No prob, TL. Trixie has the day off. She is using up one of her 120 vacation days today.
FormerIslesFan
August 16th, 2010
10:50 am
Great blog, RH.
I grew up in the bumper years of the Islanders’ Dynasty. You could not be a kid on Long Island and not be an Isles’ fan. But, to me, there was something about going to Fort Neverlose (as it was lovingly referred to back then) that I would not realize the importance of until much later in life and it is something I am surprised more people don’t talk about.
My dad owned his own business as I was growing up, so he spent a lot of time at work. Night when we went to go see the Isles’ play were special to me because it was time that my older brother and I got to spend with my Dad (Mom came occassionally, but not to every game). Dad would get home from work and we would take off immediately. The only stop was at Nathan’s in Oceanside and the mandatory pre-game meal was a salami sandwich and a knish. Walking into The Coliuseum (which seemed SO much bigger back then) was the icing on the cake…and the only question was what you were going to see that night: a Bossy hattrick? Trottier making someone look foolish? Potvin creaming someone into the boards? A Billy Smith shutout? Gillies with a Gordie Howe hattrick?
Now, as I look back on it, I value those games not so much for the hockey (which was great), but for the time I got to spend with my dad and with my brother; sharing a mutual passion and more imporantly time.
Is that unique to hockey? Of course not. But, it holds the special place for me.
These days, well, I’m a divorced dad. When I have my sons, we spend a large amount of our time talking about the Thrashers and hockey in general (Rawhide can vouch for my younger son’s ability to spout off Thrasher facts at the age of 8). My sons have “inherited” my love for the game and when I tell them we have Thrashers’ tix, their eyes and smiles light up.
It is the time I spend with them at the games that I treasure most. The score? That’s secondary.
FormerIslesFan
August 16th, 2010
11:02 am
On a different note, did any of you see this picture of Buff holding The Cup with a Thrashers’ sweater on?? http://sports.yahoo.com/nhl/blog/puck_daddy/post/Pass-or-Fail-It-s-OK-for-Byfuglien-to-hold-Cup-?urn=nhl-262669
Denny
August 16th, 2010
11:26 am
World Be Free said “But like my Dad used to say, “son, you don’t own the team” which was his way of saying win or lose, get on on with your life. Fanatics or idiots, take your pick”".
Interesting…my Dad gave me his Green Bay Packer tickets and Packer Stock, but never said anything about being a fan. Because in Green Bay, you do not grow up just being a fan; you grow up with the Packers as a cultural institution, neighbor, part of your extended family and lifelong love. Loyality and love of the heritage go beyond being just a fan…and for some of us more fortunate we are also owners and season ticket holders.
I played collegate football and have lived in many cities and locals in my life…..and NO sport team transcends fandom like the Green Bay Packer fans.
hockeymom92
August 16th, 2010
11:33 am
Flames – I can’t believe you brought up Eddie Lee Ivery! What memories – I was a student at Tech during his time there. It was great to watch him play. Thanks for the trip down memory lane. Did you ever watch the Hawks when Pistol Pete was around? I confess he was the only reason most of us ever went to a Hawks game during that time…..
Thrashers27
August 16th, 2010
11:36 am
IslesFan,
Seeing that pic gives me a very uneasy feeling. Don’t know why, but it really does.
Zombie Steve
August 16th, 2010
11:51 am
Another rare home grown GA hockey fan, here. Was big into football, baseball, and basketball as a kid in rural South GA; we were 100 miles from the nearest ice rink.
My first exposure to ice hockey came in the form of Nintendo video games. It was when I first watched The Mighty Ducks, however, that I caught full blown hockey fever. I got my buddies together, got whatever equip we could find, and started playing out in church parking lots.
Fast forward 15 years – moved up to ATL and experienced my first Thrashers game – was blown away. Also, by chance, got the opportunity to live out the childhood dream of playing ice hockey in a league. Been a diehard ever since…
DWTOO
August 16th, 2010
11:53 am
Denny – We lived in WI for seven years and I can vouch that there are sports fans and then there are Packer fans. Die hard does not describe them. In 1983 my buddy and I went to the playoff game against the Cards – after the win the whole state was jumping! We stopped off at a bar on the way home and the place was absolutely nuts. The best part was the bartender handing us two freebies becuase we “needed one for the road”. That would not happen in these days.
Buffs picture struck me as a bit odd, but, what should he wear? He’s a Thrasher now. And hopefully looking forward to it!
World Be Free
August 16th, 2010
11:57 am
Denny-
Great post! The Packers hold special meaning for me because my Dad tried out for Green Bay in the early 50’s as a running back. He hurt his knee as a senior in college and was really never able to compete for a spot. So it is a special town for my family.
One of the things that separates the Packers from other sports teams is that the team, from what I understand is owned by the community. There’s no conglomerate or “rich guy” to blame for the teams misfortunes. All pro sports teams should hope for the type of transitions that Packers enjoy. Maybe someday, somebody can explain to me why Jerry Kramer is not in the Pro Football Hall of Fame.
Badger Bob
August 16th, 2010
12:09 pm
The first conversation I had with my future wife upon meeting in Greece:
Her: Where are you from?
Me: Calgary
Her: You’ve got our Flames!
Me: You’re a hockey fan!
True love was born. Sports does indeed transcend all else!
FormerIslesFan
August 16th, 2010
12:16 pm
DWTOO,
Yes, Buff is a Thrasher now. But (as Puck Daddy correctly notes), both Sopel and Ladd wore their Blackhawks jerseys during their days with The Cup (after they had been traded).
Joe Friday
August 16th, 2010
12:41 pm
“We were also there for the Knights-Las Vegas Thunder brawl”
Remember Kerry Toporowski? When he was in the box during the start of the brawl and was going at it with some fans behind him and then the refs went to pull him off the ice and kick him out to the locker room? Remember when he pulled away from said refs and hit our goalie? Remember what happened next?
rob
August 16th, 2010
12:45 pm
concerning Buff,
might be his way of F U to them for trading him? give his new teammates something to think about? interesting stuff.
GaVaHokie
August 16th, 2010
12:45 pm
Was just thinking how exhausting it’s going to be for opposing goalies to deal with both Antropov AND Byfuglien in the crease this year.
Badger Bob
August 16th, 2010
12:46 pm
All I remember of my first game was becoming an instant Danny Gare fan – I believe he scored 4 goals for the Calgary Centennials. Too young to remember the date or opponent. But about 30 years of watching Centennials and Cowboys and Wranglers and Flames, with but one championship to celebrate, makes me a very patient hockey fan. Not a sheep, but a patient, passionate hockey fan.
World Be Free
August 16th, 2010
12:48 pm
Badger, my first Gare memory was seeing him go into Philly as a rookie during preseason looking to fight Schultz. The kid kinda left an impression on us, especially after we found out he could score too.
GaVaHokie
August 16th, 2010
12:50 pm
Actually, this isn’t a bad idea.
Does Philips allow you to bring in outside cups as long as their empty?
http://thrashingbirds.blogspot.com/
Monkey
August 16th, 2010
12:51 pm
I thought I saw a Monkey.
DWTOO
August 16th, 2010
12:52 pm
FIF – Won’t begrudge anyone for wearing any jersey on their day with the Cup. It’s probably a bit awkward situation for them. The Hawks are no longer your team, but, you won the Cup with them. However, you are now a Thrasher. Just glad Buff wore blue on his day. Maybe looking forward rather than behind. Either is good.
Rawhide
August 16th, 2010
12:57 pm
Hmmm…so, Buff with the Cup in Thrasher blue. Bad karma or good omen?
Smoothie
August 16th, 2010
1:22 pm
Thanks Hokie for the link!
And boo hoo Rawide for stealing my thunder!
Flames
August 16th, 2010
2:59 pm
Badger Bob- Great Story about how you met your wife..I loved it. Tom- I remember the day the Flames traded # 12. It just broke my heart. The team NEVER recovered from that.
Rawhide- I think Buff LOOKS great in THRASHER BLUE! It takes a lot of guts to do that. I think its a good omen….
Flames
August 16th, 2010
3:05 pm
Hockeymom92- Your welcome!
Pistol Pete was the Hawks back then. He was the only reason anyone ever watched the Hawks in those days.
Tom Lysiak
August 16th, 2010
3:40 pm
Joe Friday – I remember bits and pieces. I remember Jason Ruff pounding on Topo and then being swarmed by other Vegas players. I also seem to remember that LiPuma got into a fight going to the dressing room. Can you take the time to do the cliff notes on the events you are referencing? Thanks!!