I can’t tell you what I’m thinking now…I don’t know for sure that I’m thinking about much. End of the second period, a mere twenty minutes to go. It’s like that moment where you’re underwater, looking around, waiting to see how much longer you can hold your breath. Your mind reflects back, all the while your nerves are on edge in the moment. A tremble buzzes through your body as you feel the burn start in your chest. Can you do it? Can you make it just that little bit further?

I’m watching history in action. It’s not just some game, it’s the life of one man. It’s the lives of a team. It’s the lives of millions of fans who all sit, waiting as they hold their breath.

You’re almost afraid to hope. You know they’re up by two and yet, you wonder if by hoping too hard, you’ll lose sight of it.

The tension breaks as they take the ice again….feeling the burn, needing to breath, but unable to do anything but hold on just a moment longer.

And the final countdown begins…

------------------- third period begins -------------------

Then when you finally breath, it’s not a mere breath. It comes with a scream. It comes with eyes streaming tears, with heart pounding in your chest, with the full weight of completion of a dream.


.….Ray Bourque skates the Cup.…..


It’s a beautiful vision. Living history in action. The one amazing story that will sing through the ages to come. Remembered, cherished, and so very well earned.


Thank you Avalanche. Thank you Bourque. Thank you for this piece of wonder. No one deserves it more. And I am honored to have watched it happen.

~ flowers bloom near Memory and Dream at 6/10/2001 12:05:37 AM ~ ~