The Sharks fan, the Dad, the cat.
Each of their points, all so valid, so real, so painfully, wonderfully great.
The Kid: so young, so passionate, so unaware of what the repercussions of his actions might be. Still, as over the top as he is, he HAS A POINT. It was supposed to be the Sharks' year. It was to avoid a similar display that Joe Thornton elected not to address the media I suspect.
The Dad: So aware, so dorky, so goddamn DAD-like, that his reaction to an admittedly bad situation dooms his kid to the worst of what he initially feared.
The Cat: Wants to play him out, but waits- is something better coming? Yes. Wants to play him out again, waits for something EVEN BETTER. Just as he thinks the time as come, he waits again. Hits the last beat and aww yeah, he plays his ass out. Like Father, like son.
This is a like a Greek Myth. Seriously, if Joseph Campbell were to write and direct a Youtube video, this would be it.
I'm gonna publish this and then might watch it thirty more times.
It's that goddamn good. If the Sharks ever win the cup, they should fucking hand it to this kid first. He's paid the price, man. He's paid the price.
I'll tell ya- if the Bruins lose tonight, I might be acting the same way.
Of course, that's a big part of why I don't generally videoblog.