I was about six years old the first time my dad took me to a hockey game. We had season tickets to the AHL Binghamton Whalers until I was in my teens, and though I didn’t go to my first NHL game until I moved to DC in my late 20s, I’ve always been a hockey fan. Over the years, I’ve gotten increasingly intense in my fandom, and now probably spend more time reading about hockey online than any one person really needs to. (I blame Twitter for this. It provides a seemingly endless stream of information, even in the off season.)
One thing I’ve never been, though, is a puck bunny – the none-too-complimentary term for a female “fan” who is more interested in getting with the players than in the game. Part of the reason I’m not is… well, I don’t think I’m the kind of gal anyone would ever call a “bunny” in any context, and because, frankly, it never occurred to me. I suspect this has something to do with the fact that I liked hockey before I was old enough to be interested in boys. And maybe because I prefer dudes with teeth.
Overall, I don’t have that much of a problem with puck bunnies. I mean, if you want to throw away piles of cash to go to games and meet the grinder of your dreams, knock yourself out. The only thing that bugs me is that they make it harder for women who actually like hockey to be taken seriously as fans. I’ve gotten in pre-game bar conversations with guys that end with, “Wow! You really know a lot about hockey!” – complete with shocked facial expression. I’ve had to explain why I wear a Brooks Laich jersey – not a single reason for which involves his looks – and still had people say, “Oh, not because he’s cute?” Gah. No. One of the few things I dislike about the Caps organization, in fact, has to do with the way they encourage this female fan stereotype with their Scarlet Caps website and Hockey & Heels event. (I mean, really, the Caps bandwagon is so full of hockey newbies at this point that having their Hockey 101 info on the “ladies” site is just asinine. Lack of hockey knowledge in this town is not a gendered issue.)
But anyway… this is an incredibly long preamble to sharing what may be my all-time favorite YouTube video, which I found this morning through the always-fantastic Puck Daddy blog.
This is, as the kids on the Internet say, made of win.