Catfish – A Nashville Predators Love Story

I’ve never had catfish. I thought about it as deep-fried fish is something of my jam. They are odd-looking fish as they are fat and have an ugly look to them. I don’t think anyone is dating a catfish. That said, the ugly fish is a symbol of Nashville Predators. It’s somewhat of a rallying cry, and I love the fact Predators fans have Pittsburgh shaking in their boots over an animal.
Pittsburgh likes to consider themselves a sports-loving town who does it the right way. They’re like St. Louis’ younger brother when it comes to sports across the board, not just the Cardinals. If you want proof, read the local paper’s comment section. We really should have JS comments make an appearance. Therefore, something like a catfish doesn’t really fit with what they’re trying to do or who their fanbase is. This is leading to a rattle of the cage that we haven’t seen in Pittsburgh since the last time Tom Brady stepped onto Heinz Field. The quote from the man who threw catfish on ice in Game 1 is truly fucking perfect. Via Pittsburgh-Post Gazette.
Waddell — who, in the undersell of the playoffs, called himself a “dumb redneck with a bad idea” — hatched the idea ahead of a Memorial Day trip to his in-laws’ home in Boardman, Ohio. He’s a Predators fan, and Game 1 was being played 45 minutes away. It wouldn’t take much.
“I thought ‘Man, wouldn’t it be awesome to get to go to that game?’” he said. “And then, like an ignorant redneck, I thought ‘Wouldn’t it be awesome to throw a catfish on the ice at this game?’”
I don’t think in Wisconsin I can get away with saying ‘Just a dumb redneck with a bad idea’, but I’ll figure out my own version at another time. Predators and Penguins face off again tonight.
Charlie.
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