Bleu · Blanc · Rouge
GO HABS
GO!
Twenty-four banners in the rafters and the loudest building in hockey. Lace 'em up, bring the noise, and let the bench feel every decibel. The city skates with you.
To the room
Sixty minutes. Every shift. Leave nothing on the ice.
You play for the crest on the front, not the name on the back. Win the wall battles, block the shot, win the next faceoff. We don't need pretty - we need relentless. Forecheck like the building depends on it, because tonight it does.
- Finish your checks - wear them down by the third.
- Net-front presence wins playoff hockey.
- Backcheck hard. Defense first travels everywhere.
The legacy you carry
The most decorated jersey in the game.
When the horn sounds, the whole building knows the words
“Olé, olé, olé -
Go, Habs, Go!”
From the standing-room rafters to the kid watching from the couch in Chibougamau - one club, one chant, one province on its feet. When they're tired, we get louder.
Bring the noise.
Every tap fires a roar of bleu-blanc-rouge into the rafters. Stack the cheers high and let the boys know the city never sat down.