Canadians have a weird love/hate relationship with hockey. We riot when we lose and we riot when we win. It's like we never learned how to properly express emotion in a group of more than five people, so we end up flipping cars over and setting them on fire and climbing telephone poles. If only we could channel our conflicted love for the world's greatest sport into via some acceptable conduit of appreciation like this woman, then maybe the businesses surrounding our hockey rinks wouldn't have to spend hundreds of thousands of dollars a year in riot insurance, and people wouldn't fear for their lives when going out to watch grown men skate around and push a piece of black plastic with sticks.