Everyone keeps talking about Quebec or Houston for a new franchise but the real untapped market is Memphis mane. Just picture this. The Memphis Triple Six mane. Coming straight out the heart of Memphis to bust on y’all punk bitches.

Every night they skate out to Torture Chamber with red light illuminating the arena. “FUCK THAT Y’ALL SCARED OF THE TRIPLE SIX BUT WE GON DROP IT ANYWAYS Y’ALL LOVE US Y’ALL HATERS”. How are they gonna let the swearing go? We’re in Memphis fool, we’re loading up these Lugers get the fuck outta here.

In between periods we have the one and only DJ Paul banging the beats from his lair up in the rafters. You think Vegas was hard by getting fucking Wayne Newton to crank the wheel? Naw we got the ghost of Lord Infamous cranking the gates of hell to unleash the Triple Six. The entire team drives out in a Chevy.

And what colour are their jerseys gonna be? Purple fool. We sippin Codeine we don’t give a fuck mane. Just purple with three 6’s on the front. We in Memphis mane this is how we do it.

What’s the goal song? It’s obviously the full 7 minutes of Purple Thang. The horn is police sirens.

The only way the NHL doesn’t do this is because they’re scared of the Triple Six.