So the rumors are true. I went to the Hockey Hall of Fame while I was in Toronto last week, and I actually cried. I was watching the movie on the development of the Stanley Cup and they took us all through the quest for the cup through the experience of the Carolina Hurricanes last year... and the shots they had of the players holding up the cup was too much for me to handle.
OK, so I didn't MEAN to cry. I was just moved, and the next thing I knew, I felt something trickling down my cheek. I touched it, it was wet, and I thought, "What the heck is this?!?!"
If you want to psych-analyze me, I supposed you could say that I was imagining Naslund or Linden holding up the cup. But truth be told, I cry in movies, OK? ....leave me alone!
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