My name is Brandon Bibb, I’m 32 years old (turning 33 at the end of August) and I work for a title insurance company in their IT department.
I got my start as a hockey fan during the 1986 Stanley Cup Playoffs on ESPN when highlights on the Easter Epic and Pat Lafontaine’s goal caught my eye. After that, I asked my parents for a foosball-style hockey game (think the bubble chex game that was featured in those infamous Bud Ice ads in the 90’s but without the bubble). As luck would have it, the teams that came with the game were the New York Islanders and Philadelphia Flyers. Everytime I’d play that game with my brother, I played the Isles.
As such, I was hooked as an Islanders fan.
And then John Ziegler did something dastardly. He took hockey away from ESPN (and me) and gave Sportschannel America the national TV contract for the NHL. It wasn’t until we moved to Oklahoma in 1989 that I got to watch my beloved Isles, again.
It was also around this time that a team that played it’s home games at the Madhouse on Madison caught my eye with players like Jeremy Roenick, Chris Chelios, and Ed Belfour. You can also thank Frank Pellico, Wayne Messmer, and Stadium full of raucous Hawk fans for helping me fall in love with this team.
A few years later, Norm Green bought the North Stars and moved them to my hometown. I was thrilled, but this also proved a little problematic since I the wounds from the 1991 Norris Division Semifinal series upset were still fresh in my mind as a Hawks fan. I pulled for the Stars when they weren’t playing the Islanders or Blackhawks for the first few seasons, then adopted them as my primary team when Chicago started to fall on hard times.
Outside of hockey, I also root for the Mavericks, Cowboys, and Rangers. And I’m also a Sooners fan, despite growing up here in Texas by virtue of the fact my dad is from Oklahoma and everyone on his side of the family root for the Sooners.
I’m also a Boston Red Sox and San Francisco Giants fan.
Before contributing to Defending Big D, I maintained my own blog called Knee Jerk City. So named because of the knee jerk tendency of fans here in Dallas. At the time I named that blog, the Mavs had just lost Game 1 of their series against Golden State and I felt the fans around here were overreacting. Obviously, those fears were confirmed if only for a series. I still think this city’s fans are little too knee jerky.
And sometimes I get caught up in the knee jerking. Just reference my many calls for Rudy Jaramillo’s head in the last month as Rangers’ hitting coach.
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