I wanted Gold for USA and there's no sense lying about it. But I'm not sad about silver. Not in the least. They said Team USA wouldn't make it past qualifying and look where they got to. They fought and battled and never gave up and they had hearts the size of someplace really big. I have never been so proud of a team. Or to be an honourary American. ;)
That aside though, these past two weeks have been the most fun I've had with hockey in years now. I remember why I love it. I remember why I admire those who play it. I've made new friends and reconnected with old ones. I've laughed and cheered and screamed and panicked and run the gamut of emotions. It has been wonderful from start to finish.
And I've watched these games with people all over the world. This game belongs to everyone, this game connects people, this game goes further than North America, so much further. Your game? Tonight it's your big moment and nothing can take that away from you. But hockey is loved the world over and that's something to be proud of.
Not a thing in the world can take away what's been achieved at these games. New fans have been made by them, old fans have remembered why they loved it.
It's a fucking wonderful thing. That and I got to see Chris Drury get his medal and my heart almost exploded with pride. So, so happy I got to see that for myself.
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