What Does It Mean to Be A Fan?

Since the very beginning of this season, Blue Jackets fans, and the franchise alike, have had it the worst out of the entire league. While some could argue this is just an opinion, I say it is a fact. Blame who you want for the bad record, bad trades, negative media, etc., but to me, not one person can be blamed. The only group of people who I can say should not be blamed are the fans. For those of you have stuck it out the Blue Jackets, through the ups and downs, successes and failures, I applaud you. I miss the thought of playoff potential for this team. I thought this could be our year. However, as we all know, this season has proved to the worst in franchise history.

With that in hindsight, what does it mean to be a fan? This question has multiple answers, and I'm sure everyone could come up with something different. For me, being a fan is cheering for your favorite players on the team, but most of importantly, cheering for and supporting the team as a whole. It is clear that Rick Nash has been the talk of the team. I love the man as a person and athlete, and will always have respect for him. Turning around and hating Nash because he wanted out is ridiculous. Wouldn't you want out? Think about all he has given to this team, all the time he's given us. He's dedicated his entire NHL career to Columbus. All good things must come to an end, and the same goes for Nash. Even though he did not get traded at the deadline, it is inevitable that he will be leaving...eventually. The reality is hard to face.

Aside from Nash specifically, I hope everyone knows that we, as fans, are ultimately one of the major supporting backbones for this team. Without us, what would be the point? We need to extract as much of the negative as we can, and inject some positive. And, although we have no say in what happens with the franchise directly, you can rest assured our feelings are known, whether or not management acts upon it. We can't lose faith. Without faith, especially at this point, we have nothing. If we love this team as much as everyone acts like they do, we will bare with this team for 20 more games. I don't want to become the Atlanta Thrashers. Making bad comments about our franchise is not helping the cause.

Many of us have become numb to loses, as I'm sure the players have too. This far into the season, and in this deep of a pit, I still get ecstatic when we pull off a win. Despite the stats, we are not necessarily a bad team. All of the men on this team would not be here if they did not have something to offer. Something is not clicking, and I, like you (and the rest of the hockey world), don't know what it is. At this point, I think it's the mental stress depleting our team.

Being a fan really IS difficult. We watch these people play the sport we are most passionate about. We invite these people into our homes as we watch them on television. We wear their names on our backs. We cheer and applaud people most of us do not even know personally. When they smile, we smile; when they are upset, we are too. Whether you choose to believe it or not, we become emotionally attached.

If you ask me how or why I'm still such a passionate and loyal fan, I could not give you a definite answer. It's all in the heart. In the past, this team has brought me so much joy, and to let one season like this throw it all away, well, it doesn't feel right. When they're weak, we have to be strong. When they let go, we have to hold on.

I'm going to love this team through it all. The road has not ended. Remember why you became a fan. And always, remember to carry the flag.

Many of life’s failures are people who did not realize how close they were to success when they gave up.

— Thomas Edison