I’m a blubbering mess this post-season, as I’m sure many of you are as well. It didn’t even take me to the end of the game to start. 62 seconds in when Ovi scored what ended up being the game winner, I started getting a creeper. I was so happy for Ovi in that moment because of all the unfair blame that has been put on him. People have said he doesn’t show up in big games—which couldn’t be further from the truth. Once the clock hit double zeros the tears came with all the other emotions.
I won’t get back into how long I’ve been a fan, or how long I’ve been a season ticket holder, who my favorite player was back in the day, what this means to ME because last night, it was about all of us. I have waited for this city to sound like this for the Caps and it’s a joy to watch. As we all filled Capital One Arena to watch a hockey game not on the ice but on the jumbotron (or whatever they call it now) you could feel the electricity. It didn’t matter whether you’ve been a Caps fan since their inaugural season in ‘74 (I wasn’t alive yet) or someone who saw a line a figured “what the hell? Let’s see what all the fuss is about”. It didn’t matter. There should be no hockey snobs here, we should gladly scoot over and make room on the wagon. Because on this ride, the more the merrier.
We don’t have a rich hockey history here in Washington. Shockingly, Vegas has no hockey history except the history they are making this year. In the Caps inaugural season they won eight games…..EIGHT. And yet here we are facing an expansion team with so many familiar faces. Smiling ones that we love(Nate!!!) and one that’s hidden behind a cage who has beat us in the playoffs so many times. The time is now to exercise one more demon.
The last trip to the final resulted in a sweep by Detroit (seriously, that was basically an all-star team)so the first goal is to win a game. Second goal is to win two. Then three. And then four. Because we want this for Ovi and Backy and Holtby and Carly and TJ and Trotz we just want it for all of them.
I remember the last go around was the trip that was supposed to get long time Cap captain Dale Hunter his name on the Cup but it didn’t work out. He was traded and ended his career somewhere else to try to get that elusive Cup which he never got. I don’t want that for Ovi. He has done so much for hockey in the city that he deserves to win it here. He needs to win it here. He needs to hoist that Cup and enjoy a parade that we have for so long hoped for.
I sat and watched the bedlam after we won last night. Hung out in the crowds high fiving and hugging complete strangers. I then made the walk home down 7th street to my apartment in the silence to just bask in all that was happening. I got home at 1am and laid in bed with a smile from ear to ear thinking “I Believe”
If you need me for the next couple of weeks I will be watching my favorite team in RED and white chase a frozen piece of rubber trying to capture a cup of a guy named Stanley. Join us, won’t you?
Let’s Go Caps!