Dear Caveman...

[XYZ]

Great moments... are born from great opportunity. And that's what you have here, tonight, Caveman. That's what you've earned here tonight. Ten years and 3.2e8 decibels and it comes down to this.

Potsdam. Maxcy Hall.

If you made ten road trips, nine might be useless. But not this one.

Not this weekend.

This weekend, you scare them. This weekend, you echo from the rafters.

You shut them up because you can!

This weekend, YOU will represent the greatest group of hockey fans in the world.

You were born to be Rowdy Crowd.

And you were meant to be here this weekend.

This is your time.

Their time is done. It's over. I'm sick and tired of hearing about what a great group of fans the Zoo Crew is, or what a great student section Plattsburgh, or even RIT has.

Screw 'em. This is your time. Now go out there and take it.

[Wormser]

I will be listening.

I expect to hear about 30 "Let's go Dogs!"

[caveman]

I started off pretty good, but letting the other team score 6 straight goals in a period kinda dampens the mood. I seriously think I made a diffrence, in the sense that the crowd was much more mute on Saturday when I was being quiet for the most part, than on Friday when we were going back and forth.