Comments on: Twenty Years With the Sharks

By: Jeanne

Jeanne — Thu, 12 May 2011 04:43:28 +0000

Thanks for taking me back to my own memories of trips to the Cow Palace and many good times at ol’ C8. I hope the Sharks win tomorrow, though I’ve reverted to a Penguins fan due to my childhood in western Pennsylvania. The Red Wings are a good team to beat. Let’s do it.

By: Eric

Eric — Wed, 11 May 2011 01:59:04 +0000

I remember the Toronto series, but more specifically when Johan Garponov,with his yellow laces, with the score tied shoot the puck over the goalies shoulder and then heard the clink sound off of the goal. Watched that one on the video screen at the Shrktank.

I moved to St Louis in 95 and still watch my Sharks on NHL Center Ice.

By: Mike

Mike — Fri, 06 May 2011 05:54:17 +0000

Prior to the arrival of the Sharks, I made many trips to Oakland to watch my beloved Oakland Seals. When the NHL took ownership of the Seals from Charlie Finley, it did not take much time for them to relocate the team to Cleveland. I was lost without hockey, so I had to make trips to LA to watch the Kings to satisfy my thirst. I too was at that first game at the Cow Palace and have been a season ticket holder ever since that first game. Sharks fans have shown incredible support for the team over the years and deserve a Stanley Cup final. Go Sharks!

By: David Cohen

David Cohen — Fri, 06 May 2011 05:06:51 +0000

In reply to Stephanie (Stevie).

Wow! That is a very gratifying message. Thank you Stevie. I remember that time very well. You were the best and were a fine sales person.
David

By: David Cohen

David Cohen — Fri, 06 May 2011 02:50:02 +0000

Stevie,
I remember that moment very well. Twenty years ago. It is hard to believe. How nice to hear this.
David

By: Stephanie (Stevie)

Stephanie (Stevie) — Thu, 05 May 2011 05:11:49 +0000

I can’t believe it’s been 20 years. My mom worked for the company that brought the SJ Sharks to the bay area. In 1991, my family moved to San Jose. This happened to be the summer between my junior and senior year of high school. As I moved into our Willow Glen home, kicking and screaming, I vowed to hate San Jose and the Sharks forever. I wanted to graduate with the kids I grew up with in the east bay. I didn’t want to start a new high school my senior year. My mother felt tremendous guilt, and for my tantrum, I was promised a job at the SJ arena—any job. I chose to be suite attendant, and out of pure nepotism, I was given the most prestigious suites, C-8 being one of them. I will never forget the day you asked me if I would be interested in selling ads at your newspaper. My smart ass reply made you laugh. “I’ve been selling you food for 2 years, you tell me!” The Sharks, the move, the arena, and suite C-8 opened doors for me that I never knew were possible. I am still in the advertising industry and wouldn’t change a thing. I love the Sharks, I love San Jose and I send much love to you and your family, David. Love, Stevie

By: Fernando Zazueta

Fernando Zazueta — Thu, 05 May 2011 04:59:28 +0000

That probably was a LOT more information than is needed by one who is a “sunshine” fan. But, I am interested in supporting your efforts with sanjoseinside.com Go Sharks.

By: dennis

dennis — Thu, 05 May 2011 04:15:42 +0000

ahh, do i remember those days!! nice job recounting the history, the good times and the bad ones!

By: Big John

Big John — Thu, 05 May 2011 04:11:07 +0000

As another transplant from back East, my experience and frustration with the Sharks mirrors Coach Cohen’s (without the suite). Season tickets have given way to special occasions at The Tank and new restaurants with wall to wall viewing screens. How ironic that the Sharks are taking more shots (they led the league in shots on goal this year) and some of their aging loyal fans are taking fewer shots than we did before.

By: Marc

Marc — Thu, 05 May 2011 04:06:59 +0000

You say you will never live that down? It was pretty hot, that’s for sure. But, as a former Buffalo Sabres season ticket holder, I may have failed (all these years) to mention that I was just as surprised (and embarassed)as you.

Your recolection of those past years, although increadibly accurate,was also stikingly incomplete.

How could you fail to mention your birthday, the limo and the tequilla goals at the end of that night?