Oh my heck, good morning, Salt Lake City! Ellie Christensen here, bundled up with a hot chocolate from The Rose Establishment down on State Street, and let me tell you, the energy out here on this gameday is absolutely electric! We're facing the Chicago today, and folks, the Utah Mammoth are sitting pretty at 34-26-5, holding onto that first Wildcard spot. I was at the gym up in Sugar House this morning, and everyone on the treadmills was buzzing about last night's close loss. Nobody's checked out, not even a little bit. It's more of a "fetch, we should've had that one" kind of vibe, mixed with a whole lot of "let's get 'em tonight!" The confidence is still sky-high, you can feel it in the air, crisp as a fall morning up Little Cottonwood Canyon.
I stopped by Publik Coffee Roasters over in the Granary District, and the chatter was all about our power play, especially after that little slump we've been on. Everyone's got an opinion on how to fix it, from "just shoot the puck more" to intricate passing plays. But there's also a real sense of pride, a genuine belief that this Utah Mammoth team is built for the long haul. People are already planning watch parties for the playoffs, talking about which jerseys they're going to wear. It’s a beautiful thing to see this city rally around our new team, it really is. And honestly, who could blame us? When you’re sitting in the Delta Center, watching the puck drop with the Wasatch Range absolutely glowing outside the windows, it’s hard not to feel like anything is possible.
Tusks up, Utah. We're just getting started.