caerula's Diaryland Diary
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special late edition ~ The Cup Comes Home, and Careula is running on adrenaline and needs to get to bed!
Detroit's Hall of Famers deliver for their coach
I know, Natalieeee, I said I was going to bed, but I'm on an adreline high. And I am in charge of recording after-game stuff while Blue gets ready for work -- switching channels on one tv to find who is talking to who, so I can record it on the other. And on the computer looking for pictures. Hee! I'm so confused!
Lord Stanley comes home to Hockeytown. Way to go, guys! I love you all!
Seriously, this is the most awesome team. They are a team in the true sense of the word. No attention whores here, no "I did it" -- it always we, always us, everytime they talk about their glories. Handing the Cup right of to a retiring Scotty, bringing their adorable kids out on the ice and in the team picture, and handing Vladdy the Cup -- he might not remember tomorrow, but tonight, tonight he knew. Awesome. Just awesome. I was actually getting misty-eyed over hockey. Me, the biggest non-jock in the world. Heh.
And I just thank god it didn't go into overtime.
NOW, I can go to bed.
11:49 p.m. - June 13, 2002
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