Didn't sit once.
Other than the intermissions, I stood behind my living room couch and soaked up every sizzling second of that spectacular Game 7 of the Stanley Cup Final, reminding myself in the process of why I chose sports as my specialty in journalism all those years ago. It's the drive, the drama and, in the end, the indescribable joy of those who come out on top. And when there are more than a few people involved, like an Evan Rodrigues, who I've come to know and admire ... yeah.
Loved it all.
But also, happy to talk about whatever's dropped this way.
To remind regarding the format:
• I'll answer the first 20 questions that don't repeat and that don't seek #$%^@ predictions. If I were Nostradamus, I'd already be making a killing in another line of work.
• Enter only one question.
• Above all, pleeeeeeeeeeeeeease don't use this like an ordinary commenting thread. Meaning don't answer or respond to questions that you don't ask. It'll only add to an already lengthy process on this end. If you've asked the original question, by all means, feel free to follow up.
Thanks for reading and for participating!
