I didn’t have the privilege of becoming a hockey fan at a very young age. The inaugural season of the Columbus Blue Jackets in 2000-2001 was my first dose of major league hockey and I’ve been hooked ever since. I knew that I didn’t want to push my interests on my kids, but I certainly hoped hockey would become a passion of theirs as well. My son ended up taking a natural interest, unlike his younger sister. He’s now eight and is often talking in my ear as I type out a game recap, making sure I don’t miss any of the action and letting me know what he’s seeing.
2022 Stanley Cup Playoff Preview: Kid Edition
