Coming into the league, I was really looking forward to doing the post-game jersey swaps that every league in the world does outside of hockey. The corny symbol of sportsmanship is a self-promoting way to say "keep looking at me" "hey parents watching this game, I'm posing for pictures because of my ethics, buy your kid my jersey and he or she will have ethics too!". A real sport does a handshake line, where you keep your head down unless you need to pass a softspoken word to your competitive rival. You shake hands, you salute the crowd, and you skate to the locker room where the healthy scratches should have the beers ready by then.
As a player who is just getting their first taste of meaningful playing time, I have a soft spot for the grinders and the bottom 6 forwards. these are the guys that have to show up to get the beers cold. No promise of minutes. They could count their shifts on one hand. these are the "every man" and they are the ones to get the loudest cheers when they do their loser laps during the TV timeouts.
I Shattenkirksbed is this every man. He is the player that I root the loudest for. When I'm working late, and my phone buzzes to tell me that "I" got a secondary assist, that's is what prompts me to text my group thread. I would never take "I" in the #BuccigrossOvertimeChallenge but I would take his jersey off the rack in the gift shop. 
I've also got a soft spot for Parker Smeb, on the Chicago Syndicate. He gave me an old signed Colorado jersey before he got called up / called himself up, but that's purely for decoration and memories.