I am thankful that we have the privilege of having an NHL franchise in our town. That's not all roses, I understand, and there are some teeth grinding bush league moments about the whole thing, but in the end, we are part of a long stream of history that stretches back as long at least as the NFL. That is something no one can take away from us, and we are far from the worst team in NHL history, regardless of the statements of the internet trolls.
There are the historic exploits of the Rocket Richards of the league, and the hope for heroic exploits by Blue Jackets that have yet to pull on the sweater. The history of hockey is a long flowing continuum, and we are already indelibly woven into its fabric. That is something for which I am very thankful.
I am thankful that my colleagues in this endeavor have had this lockout time for their successful recruiting efforts. We welcome the Dark Blue Twins to the fold, as well as Morgan's Raider (this will become more evident over time, trust me on this!). The 2030 NHL entry draft promises to be a family affair!
Take the time to say a prayer of thanks to our soldiers who go into harm's way to keep us safe. Remember those who have paid the ultimate price in our defense. Yes, Specialist Levi Hoover. I'm talking to you. Thank you. Well done lad. Well done indeed.
Hold your mothers, fathers, sisters, brothers, sons, daughters, aunts, uncles, and all who are near you this day in your heart, and give thanks that we are all part of this great nation.
HAPPY THANKSGIVING!! GO JACKETS!!