Those commercials really are true, there are no words to describe what i'm feeling or what anyone else is feeling for that matter. But last night was one of the most memorable moments of my life, even giving October 26, 2005 a run for its money...
We were out at a little townie bar on NIU's campus called Lord Stanley's (obviously a very fitting venue), and the crowd there including myself and my friends was, well, indescribable. So much excitement, so much tension, especially when the score kept going back and forth like it had been in every game in the series. That intermission before overtime brought on an extremely anticipatory mood. Everyone was thinking the same thing I was, "This could really happen tonight..." and it did.
Ah, the weirdest goal ever. Most game winning goals are fired in like a laser beam past the unsuspecting goalie. This time, it was kind of just...in the goal...past the unsuspecting Leighton. Part of the crowd started cheering and I was just really confused. I saw Kaner throw his arms up in the air. "Did we just...win?" I thought. And as they showed the replay, the crowd exploded, and I just stood there for a brief moment. I didn't know what to do with myself. After the shock and awe of the unusual situation that had just occured, I screamed my freaking lungs out. To be able to celebrate with my boyfriend, whom i met in 2006 (so we had just missed the Sox World Series victory together) was really a special moment too. We had watched so many games from so many teams in our relationship together, and now we could finally share our first championship together.
And then, as many would expect of me, I teared up just a tiny bit apon seeing the not-so-serious Captain getting interviewed. He had the biggest smile in the world on his face, and I was so happy for him. He and the rest of the team had worked so hard to get here, and it was all worthwhile. And Captain got his well-deserved Conn Smythe trophy, and when he held that cup high in the air and kissed it, it was all over for me. I will never forget that moment for the rest of my life.
I also got a little choked up when i talked to my dad. He taught me how to love these crazy teams of ours in this city, and he had been waiting a long, long time for this. All that time he spent as a kid shooting the puck around in the garage or minding a pretend net as Tony Esposito, all the times the games weren't shown on TV or even sometimes not even on the radio, now things have really turned around.
The celebration has only just begun. Tomorrow morning, myself and the rest of the SAS crew will be over at the rally. We are going to try to get there as early as we can, so I can get the best view of the Captain. ^_~ we will be at the intersection of Michigan and Wacker where the stage will be set up. Look for me, i'll be wearing the black alternate Toews jersey and have my patented Indian feather clip in my hair. ^_^
I still can't describe how i'm feeling, even after it's been almost a whole day. I am just so proud of these boys, and I love them all so much. They really are my heroes. <3 Thank you, Blackhawks.
2010. Stanley. Cup. Champions.
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