One year ago today, everyone I know was on Twitter or Facebook talking about how great hockey is as the US and Canada faced off in the Olympic gold medal game. We could hear them cheering in our apartment complex, and it wasn’t the two Russian guys down the hall.
My response: I have been telling you this FOR YEARS.
And then, because truth is better than fiction, this:
Not because I wish I were Canadian. Not even because Crosby is my favorite player on my favorite team. Just because, as everyone realized for a few short days, hockey is awesome.
Maybe I’m a terrible American for how much I wanted this. The US fought their hearts out, but this was the right ending for the story. Just like our favorite Miracle on Ice story, sometimes fairy tales come true.
On a not-so-side note, I feel this is also the opportunity to just put this out into the universe and hope someone is listening: come back soon. We miss you, the Pens miss you, heck I think even Dawn misses hating on you. Today TSN read a roster of 40 players currently out with concussions (40!). I held my breath hoping they weren’t going to say your name, that maybe you were surprising us all. But there you were, almost last on the list. It feels wrong to chase the Cup without you.