Here we are. The air’s a little bit easier to breathe out here in the internet wasteland, out from under the safe cover of a parent network. But it’s good for us. It builds character.
And it’s with that said that on behalf of Sam and Killion, I’d like to formally welcome you to The Committed Indian. Whether you’re new here, or just following us from a previous venture, we’re glad to have you. After the jump, we’ll delve into some of the particulars about the site.
Admittedly, this is a crack-ass theory (see, we can totally swear even earlier in the posts!). The NHL inhabits a different atmosphere than the NBA or NFL, and whatever applies to them probably doesn’t apply to the NHL. But let’s just have some fun with this, because we’ve got nothing else to do here. And this has nothing to do with how whatever agreement they come to will affect the league and teams.
It’s strange. Even when you’ve known it was coming for months (and in your darker parts, years), when it 10:59 Central time passed on Saturday night, there was still a pang in the heart. And as some of you probably noticed on Twitter, an attempted drowning of that pang. It certainly wasn’t helped by the email I and other season ticket holders got yesterday outlining our refund options.
