the halleJOKEL
strong as brickwall
Argue against it? On the contrary, I'm a true believer now man. I was in the midst of an epiphany as I woke up this morning after a dream I had last night. In it, Our forwards would circle with the puck in the offensive zone, circling, circling, displaying complete puck possession ownage vs the 1 defender who hadn't dropped his stick. When his shift was almost through he passed it to 1 of his 4 wide-open teammates who, after looping around the back of the net to outside the dots again in his own display of PPO, lobbed a shot. 45 times during the game they did this. By this last time the crowd, including myself, was on its feet going absolutely nuts in appreciation.
With the clock ticking down in the final minute and as the opposing D-man skated that last rebound out of his zone you could feel that this fan energy from having just witnessed our team's hockey awesomeness wasn't abating. A lame 3 seconds later as the D-man fed the puck to his winger you knew this excitement we were feeling wasn't going to be contained. Fans were out of their seats and flowing into the aisles and streaming down towards the ice as the winger's linemate went top shelf with a one-timer in a sad display of barely touching the puck but stopping the game which was a good thing, since by that time fans were actually on the ice and rushing the home team players in mob-mentality celebration, and I was right there alongside them. The sound of the scoreboard reading 0-1 crashing down had me look up, and that's where I saw The Light.
Then I woke up feeling this way, which is to say, enlightened as to what true winning really is.
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