Sitting in the room, music is playing, as it usually is. The squad is getting primed on some vintage Celine Dion classics, that's just the way its always been. You lace up the skates, shake off the jitters, handshakes and embraces before stepping on the ice and going to battle with your family. It feels as it usually is, hearing the crowd roaring, its a packed barn. You start making your way down hallways that don't match your memories and its when it hits you, this isn't Staples anymore. You step on the ice and you see young and old fans go nuts. Its a 5000 seater, but it sure feels like 10 times that. You're ready to go, the puck drops and its showtime.

The reality is the barn is as good as the people that come to cheer for you, and god knows the best fans are the ones wearing the orange and teal, bleeding the colors and chanting the Panthers glory.  Derek Martin will give it all, night in and night out for those fans, so long as he can lace em up and leave it all out there.