Who remembers “the hand man” at the old Garden? Win it for the hand man, whatever happened to him.
Win it for my Dad, whose first purchase after graduating college was a pair of season tickets with his best friend from high school. This was in 1961. My dad gave up his tickets but “Goon”, as his best friend has affectionately been known for my entire lifetime, still goes. Win it for the Goon.
Win it because I lived in St. Louis for three years during grad school and still have PTSD about the pizza. It sucks as much as their headhunting, dirtball squad of a hockey team.
And win it for all you diehards here at RMPS, who watch every game, who post all the time, and who live and die with this team.