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What moment in Nashville Predators history came closest to making you quit as a fan?

Continuing our series of discussions to keep the hockey talk rolling all summer long, it's time to look back, Predators fans, on your own personal "dark moment" when your fandom was put in jeopardy, and you came closest to abandoning ship.

As we look around at the state of Nashville hockey today, I'm not sure if the prospects have ever been brighter. In a way, it's appropriate, then, to consider just how far we've come, both collectively and individually.

Follow after the jump for a few parameters, and my own thoughts on the topic...

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With that having been said, let's get to the topic at hand.

Personally, moving to Nashville in 2005 represented the beginning of a second life as a hockey fan. Having grown up in Detroit, I followed the Red Wings from the depths of the "Dead Wings" era of the late-70's and early 80's to the back-to-back championships in 1997 & 98, before getting married and moving to Indiana. I still watched the sport from afar (thanks to satellite TV), but there's just no comparison to actually living in the community of your favorite team, talking with friends and coworkers about the latest developments, and musing about the future.

So when a job opportunity brought me here in the fall of 2005, I was ecstatic to have a local NHL team again, one which I'd kept an eye on quite a bit over the years. During my college days I spent way too much time playing hockey games on Sega Genesis, and while my buddies favored the high-scoring approach, I actually enjoyed playing lockdown defense, trying to win 1-0 or 2-1.

In other words, Barry Trotz hockey was right up my alley.

With that background, the initial news in May 2007 that Craig Leipold was going to sell the team to Jim Balsillie was a shocking blow. Just when NHL hockey had come back into my life, it was about to be whisked away to Hamilton. It was a cruel cut, to be sure, and had me questioning whether it was worth the emotional investment I was starting to make.

As we all know, however, the city of Nashville rallied to save the team, both the local ownership group and the fans at large, and today it stands stronger than ever. I, too, deepened my commitment to the team and the game that summer as well (jumping aboard with a partial season ticket package). But for a time there, things looked pretty dicey, didn't they?

So what was your great moment of doubt as a Predators fan? Was it the sale? The Tomas Vokoun trade? The lockout? The Rich Peverley waiver? Sound off in the comments below!