And I cleared it just like I had every shot this game.
I roared along with the crowd as the horns blared, signaling the end of the game.
And the Redtails won the Calder Cup.
My team rushed toward me from the opposite end of the ice, sticks forgotten, helmets torn off and tossed.
We met in a crush at the center of the ice, hugging, jumping, screaming.
And in the center, I grinned until I thought my face would break.
Life was good.Life was really fucking good.