Maverick's first trip to the clubhouse

Just like any new player entering the clubhouse for the first time, Maverick was both hesitant and excited. As he walked through the doors and his paws hit the floor for the first time, his tail began to wag. Although cautious at first, he quickly warmed up (literally – the offices are only slightly warmer than Siberia this time of year) to the environment.

Maverick wandered around for a while, nose to the ground, checking out the new surroundings. Even though it was several months ago, it was obvious that he could still smell the remnants of the celebratory sparkling cider permanently embedded in the carpets from the division clinching game at the end of the 2007 season.

After a quick tour and a brief photo shoot, Mav was exhausted from the excitement (he’s just a puppy, after all). He politely declined a slice of broccoli pizza and opted for a delicious bowl of puppy kibble instead. After lunch, he curled up for a mid-afternoon nap next to the heater (I know, I’m jealous, too).

I can’t be positive, but I’m pretty sure that as Maverick drifted off to sleep, he was thinking about all the great Cyclones that stepped foot in the clubhouse before him, and all the great players that will be coming to Brooklyn this summer – that’s certainly something worth wagging your tail about.

-- Rebecca