Okay, so I posted my facts-only, impartial, AP blog about the Kings vs. Canucks series. So now it’s time to be real. The Kings have arrived, ladies and gentlemen, and they ain’t yo daddy’s Kings.
It’s not “en vogue” to be a Kings fan any more. They don’t have any superstars, or players featured in cartoons. They aren’t the media golden-childs (golden-children?) and you won’t see any Kings players in commercials, unless you live in LA and need a used car.
I know the Kings are likely to be the first team you forget when trying to recite all 16 playoff teams. They aren’t even the biggest underdog story of the year; that goes to Phoenix or Colorado. The Kings are right in he middle. They’re right where they want to be.
But overlook the Kings at your peril Vancouver. These guys are tired of being overlooked and have waited 3, 4, even 5 years to step onto playoff ice. Worse yet? They don’t have the burden of expectation. They’ve exceeded expectations for this season and the rest is delicious gravy on a biscuit.
While the spotlights in Vancouver will be squarely on a pair of ginger-twins and a goalie whose name sounds like a pizza-chef, here in LA they will be pointed at some pop-singer flashing her cho-cha, or a deadbeat motorcycle mechanic cheating on his hot actress-wife. So the only thing pouring down on the Kings will be warm California sunshine.
The only people in L.A. focused on the Kings? Their fans. That’s right, we exist and that means the Kings will have thousands of people ready to hold them up instead of drag them down. The Kings have a devoted, educated, and die-hard fanbase that has stuck loyally by while the Kings trailed at the back of the pack. Now the time has come for them to surge forward like Apolo Ohno and send a pair of Koreans (Vancouver?) careening into the boards.
So this week I will proudly wear my L.A. Kings Jersey to work and explain to everyone they are not the same team as the Sacramento Kings. I will drink profusely and throw various snacks at the TV. I will yell until my neighbors think I’m murdering someone named “Alex Burrows”. I will watch my Kings check the Canucks until they are Black and Forum-Blue!
(Please note that this post is not meant to offend, simply be taken light-heartedly.)
About the Author
Written by Eric Cooney
Eric Cooney was born in Pennsylvania, grew up in North Carolina, and lives in Los Angeles, CA. He shares his thoughts on the NHL as one man who is a northerner, southerner, east coaster, and west coaster. Follow him on Twitter @EricCooney