The NHL Standings Are Basically a Rollercoaster Run By a Toddler

Image of people on a roller coaster.  Some happy, some sad depending on where your favorite NHL team is in the standings.

If you're the kind of hockey fan who refreshes the NHL standings with the same emotional intensity as checking your bank account after a weekend… congratulations. You’re living through the most chaotic standings race in years.

We’re talking pure, unfiltered, toddler-driving-a-rollercoaster energy.

One night your team wins and suddenly you’re sitting on the throne like hockey royalty.
The next night they lose and you’re staring into the abyss asking,
“Do we still have a franchise? Should I start following soccer?”

Win One Game → Plan the Parade.

Beat a division rival?
Your group chat immediately goes from “fire everyone” to “we’re winning the Cup and I’m naming my next kid after the backup goalie.”

The power of a single W.

Lose One Game → Immediate Existential Crisis.

Lose a tight one in OT?
Suddenly you’re out of the playoffs, scrolling through the standings looking for a loophole, a clerical error, a mercy rule… anything.

“Honey, why are you awake?”
“Because the Flames won and now we’re 9th place at 2 a.m., THAT’S WHY.”

The NHL: Where Logic Comes to Die

The league is built different.
NBA fans don’t understand this life.
NFL fans don’t understand this life.

Only hockey fans know what it feels like for a single late-night West Coast result to emotionally ruin you before breakfast.

At this point, every hockey fan deserves PTO just to recover from checking the standings every morning.

Tell your boss it’s a “mental health timeout.”
If they’re a hockey fan, they’ll get it.

So Buckle Up — The Ride Isn’t Slowing Down

The playoff picture is tighter than a brand-new pair of skates. Teams are yo-yoing up and down the standings like they’re trying to win a prize at a county fair.

All you can do is:

  • hydrate

  • stretch

  • mentally prepare

  • and keep refreshing the standings like it’s your part-time job

Because in the NHL, the only thing guaranteed is chaos — and honestly, we wouldn’t have it any other way.