Why I Hate the Blues

The long awaited tale of my unadulterated hatred of the St. Louis Blues.

I Hate This Logo

Like any youngster growing up in St. Louis I am a die-hard Cardinals fan. During my formative years my home was a football home. It's what we watched, it's what we rooted for. We didn't watch hockey, no love for the game in the Fierce household. So it only stands to reason that as a non hockey watcher the local teams games didn't mean diddly squat (that's right, diddly squat) to me. So there would be no real reason for me to hate them, just indifference at most. That's what you would think, but the Blues committed crimes against me and all of humanity. Crimes that are almost unspeakable in nature, crimes that I after such a long period of time I feel comfortable in discussing. Before we can get into these crimes we must first discuss the greatness of something else.

But I love this Logo

That's right, the great television show Cheers. Cheers had been on many years and was in syndication by the time I was old enough to watch and understand it. It quickly became the greatest show in the world to me. Who didn't love the womanizing Sam Malone, the king of useless facts Cliff Claven, and of course in traditions emulated in bars around the country to this day "Norm!". This cast of characters became like  second group of family and friends to me when I was a young man. Therein lies the problem. Cheers reruns were shown only on channel 11, which was fine. I knew what time to get to a TV so I could hear the familiar sound of the theme song (which your probably humming right now) and watch 30 minutes of wonderful good times. Except during the winter. No, during the winter I was at the mercy and the whim of channel 11 and the Blues. I'm almost positive the first time I ever used a swear word was when I turned on what I thought was going to be an episode of Cheers and instead was a useless hockey game. If it had only happened occasionally I could probably have dealt with that. Unfortunately it happened all the god damn time! And for a period of years, during the winter months the stupid Blues used to keep the Cheers gang down by scheduling their games at the exact time the show was on. 

So there it is. The reason I hate the Blues so much and the reason my favorite hockey team is "whoever is playing the Blues". Because the next time I voluntarily turn on a hockey game of any kind, will be the first time I've ever turned one on.