YEAH!

theywontheywon omiGODTHEYWON!!!

That was a fantastic game. Tampa Bay kicked like, twenty kinds of ass. Calgary showed up for the last twelve minutes, but twelve minutes do not win Stanley Cups. Khabibulin let in one goal, and then he was the Wall at his best. Dayum. And Dave Andreychuk's finally, finally won a Cup after twenty-two years.

Please, God, let this not be the end of hockey as we know it.

*goes back to dancing around the room*

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Heh. Press conference. Vinny's so damned hot. *cough* Martin St. Louis's answering questions about his size, and I'm kind of wondering if he's gonna need stitches, or if he's had them put in already. He got high-sticked or something at the end of the game; he's all cut up. And Nikolai Khabibulin's chewing gum, which amuses me, and not twitching, which proves it's just a net thing. Curious.

The gum amuses me because Khabibulin used to be all fucked up on caffeine and cigarettes. Apparently, he passed out during a game in Phoenix due to black coffee. Yeah, I know. So he quit it all and goes through pack upon pack of gum, and he's now in fan-fucking-tastic shape.

The younger guys especially have an, "Okay, guys, let me go get drunk now," air about them. Marty got asked something about champagne in the eye, and he said, "Well, I don't know. I haven't seen the champagne yet." *snicker*

Best random story they kept harping on (and oh, there were many): Ruslan Fedotenko's family in Kiev, Ukraine, watching the game on satellite at four AM: Mom, Dad, and four-year-old brother. And he scored both Tampa goals.

I am such a happy Chick, yo.