

Well, 101… I went to that terrible 5-1 loss in Boston, but we don’t talk about that. Last year, thanks to the magic of streaming services, I was able to watch all 102 games. Nothing has brought me more joy, anguish, frustration and heartbreak the last three decades than this team. I grew up a Nordiques fan for some sick sense of loyalty to my father’s heritage and stayed with the Avs after the move west when I was 10. It remains to be seen who made the bigger mistake in this agreement. But I’ve known Adrian for a few years, and he asked to contribute to the site as someone writing solely from a fan’s perspective.

Why am I here and why are you reading this? Great question. You might’ve read the piece I wrote about it that week. I went to the Avalanche Stanley Cup parade in June by myself. I’m 37, married, kids, dog, and I live in New Hampshire. Let me start by introducing myself: my name is Pat.
