At the last Bulldogs game I was seated near a nice elderly woman who seemed quite focused on a certain #22 on the Bulldogs. During the first period she turned to me and said "See that #22? He's my grandson!" She watched intently every shift he was on the ice. She told me that the family even put together a surprise party for him on opening night after the game, to welcome Drew home after 5 years playing on three different teams.
My grandma was a hockey fan as well, and while I never had the talent to make it to a professional level of hockey (I was far too good looking and had to instead become a model... yeah, that's it...), I'd like to think my grandma would of done the same. Sitting up in the stands, and ooh'ing and ah'ing every time I'm on the ice.
Drew, your grandma is sure proud of you. Welcome back home!