Old Days Of Bruce Shoebottom

May 14th 1988, started like any other day.  The four of us a cooler of Bud and tickets to the Devils game, oh yeah it was game 7.  Anyway typical trip into the GARDEN four of us in a Monte Carlo most likely listening to some Van Halen and drinking beer like it was our job.  Our scenario usually went like this: drive to the parking garage next to the garden, site in the parking garage and have at least 6 or 7 Buds before we make our way over to Sullivan’s Tap, those of you who know the Tap this is before they expanded it, hang out at the Tap and drink 16oz. Knickerbockers for a $1.00 or less.  Why the Tap some may ask, being that I was still 3 days shy of my 20th birthday and I have been going to the Tap uncarded for 2 years, it seemed like the only place to go.  6 or so goons of Knickerbockers and we were ready to head into the game.

Needless to say the electricity in the Old Garden was unmatched only by the hatred of the Devils.  We had seats in the upper level in the corner, great view of all the action.  Just as we entered the garden my bro’ in law realized he left his glasses in the car, being the nice kind hearted people we are, we all said "Tough Shit".  We were heading up to our seats and to get two Busch beers on the way.  Leaving my bro in law to figure it out on his own, he heads to the security guys and ask’s if he can leave the garden so he can get his glasses.  Thinking they were just going to laugh at him one of the gaurds says sure but you have to hold this when you get back to your seat.

He comes back to the seat shortly before they drop the puck with glasses on and a sign that said "DEVILS SUCK".  A small price to pay to see the B’s beat the devils to go the Stanley Cup Finals.

I do miss the days of Cam beating the tar out of people on his way to scoring 50 goals and the fans throwing their shoes on the ice when ever Bruce Shoebottom would drop the gloves. Long live number 8.

Being this is my first post I apologize in advance for the spelling errors and nonsense that I write.  I do have more of these stories that are mostly going to revolve around beer and some sporting event or another and when I dig out my old ticket stubs I will put the pictures up.