No clue why I am just that unlucky that it SO HAPPENS to be the game Crosby make his comeback.
But here I am in the airport, listening to Lange on the radio on my phone, and actually beaming/shaking/crying in turns.
And while it'd be nice to see this, or at least hear more than the first period, I kinda like this. On the one hand, Crosby coming back is bigger than me. If I couldn't listen at all, I'm just too happy to really care. On the other hand, I'll be at his second game back on Wednesday and I'm good with that.
And finally, I know I'll remember this. Trying not to make a scene in the airport while having such an extremely ecstatic moment.
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