What is the Nasty Nest?
Like many great ideas, the concept of the NastyNest was hatched after Bobbleted, TommyRock, JayNastyNester (Okay, he was just "Jay" at the time) and Billsen had a "few" Molsons and were watching our beloved Atlanta Thrashers Hockey Team take another brutal loss up in section 320 of Philips arena.
"Boys," Bobbleted said, "Our guys are not that good, for they're an NHL expansion team, and they need help. We need to heckle the other team - with authority!"
After a few more Molsons, that idea was quickly forgotten, only to resurface a year or so later.
"Boys," Bobbleted said, "Our guys are not that good, for they're a second year hockey team, and they need help. We need to heckle the other team - with authority!"
This time, after a few more Molsons, the "Goalie, Goalie, Goalie - you SUCK!" chant was first heard in the bulb. There was much rejoicing. (Except for the stuck-up chick in front of us who glared and held her hands over her fat kid's ears. Yeah, you know who you are. B*tch, you SUCK!!)
Another year passed, and soon we were getting good at this - Billsen added "And Blow!" after the "Suck", and even more chants and heckles were added to the repertoire. But something was missing. JayNastyNester (Still not using this name yet, but deal with it) started making giant signs, TommyRock started calling the Islanders the "Island-duhs", but still, it just wasn't enough.
"Boys," Bobbleted said, "Our heckles are strong, but we need a name, something that tells the opposing teams that we're nasty and rude, and they are not going to get any southern hospitality."
Many concepts flew through the four beer-addled noggins: "The Super-Sucks", "The Much Noise Boys", "The Taste of Badly Cooked Liver" and "That Horrible Theme Song from 'The Cosby Show'". Finally, Billsen, in a freakish moment of perfect clairity, piped up with "NastyNest."
Seeing the shock in the faces of his pals, he went on to explain that it was a play on the word "Nastiness", and since the Thrashers are birds, it makes sense that they nest at the arena. "This is our house," he declared, valiantly trying to not let loose the mighty belch that festered within,"let's make it uninviting to our guests - you know, Nasty!" Then he unleashed the mighty belched that had festered within. You can imagine the look that the blonde b*tch in paragraph five gave him. It wasn't purty.
"Boys" Bobbleted declared, "Why the hell not? The NastyNest it is!"
Thus emboldened, the four friends quickly secured the URLs to Nastynest.com and Nastynest.net. And then that frickin' lockout happened, so they got lazy, and didn't do nothin' for a year. Feh. Laziness is its own reward.
But then the labor strife was settled, stud players were signed, season tickets were ordered, and beer prices were raised (WTF??). The NastyNest virus has its home in section 320, but has since infected the entire "attack twice" section of the upper bowl at Phlips Arena. That includes sections 319, 318, 317, and 316. Our goal is to get the entire joint down with our general rudeness - even the fancy pants seats on the club side. (No, really, it could happen!)
So now, with pure maniacal passion, we offer to you NastyNest.net! Enjoy our message boards and buy our cool-assed crap! And remember - hockey is the best sport in all of the world!
Clockwise starting at the top left, say "hi" to HeatMeiser, StanMolsonMan, Billsen, JayNastyNester and Bobbleted.