This is a Red Wings Ice Crew member, currently one of two women in that role in Detroit, who wears the same thing as her male counterparts. Bonus: she’s got the body of an average American woman and probably did not have to “audition” wearing a jog bra and yoga pants <side eyes Pittsburgh>. If you’re at a hockey game in Detroit to watch half-naked girls on the ice, you’re in the wrong building. And that matters, at least to me.
My daughter was at the game, and was thrilled to see the female Ice Crew members because “I didn’t know that they let girls on the ice, mommy!” She wanted to know if she could do it when she grows up. I was glad to tell her that she has to be a great skater and good with a shovel and not that she has to be pretty or sexy or whatever. Not that this girl isn’t gorgeous; it’s just clear that her looks aren’t the reason she was chosen to be on the Ice Crew.
So thanks Red Wings for making that a good conversation. And thanks anonymous Ice Crew member for inspiring my little girl with your mad skillz with that shovel. ;-)
OK but why is she holding a squid?
Because Detroit is a special, special place.
It has, for some reason, become an enduring good luck charm at Red Wings playoffs games. During the ’50s, when it started, it took eight wins to capture the Stanley Cup. Eight wins, eight legs, bam, octopus.
This past season, one almost hit Tuukka Rask, the goaltender for the Bruins, the opposing team, during the national anthem.
(An actual Red Wings fan can probably explain the octopus much more eloquently than I. But hockey is full of weird as fuck traditions, and the octopus is one of them.)
Wow. I… Wow. I feel simultaneously more enlightened and dumber. Way to embrace your eccentricities Detroit.