so basically i was born in toronto but my fam moved here to the bay area when i was like 7 months old. my dad was a huuuuge sharks fan & he would always like have me dressed in sharks shit. & as soon as i could walk, he taught me how to skate & all that. had season passes, we went to every single home game. i was really into it, i loved it. than my dad passed when i was 7 & i wanted nothing to do w/ it cause i mean.. it sucked, you know? that was me & my dads thing. it was the only thing we had. i couldn’t even watch the sharks play around until like 4-5 years ago. idk something snapped inside of me to where it was the only like memory i had of my dad. & that is why im so damn passionate about the sharks, it’s the only thing i have left of him.