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So this is what it feels like to collapse across a finish line. Normally I collapse well before the yellow tape. Prematurely, the doctors like to call it. But here I am, on the plus side of a 6-2 Stanley Cup clinching victory by the Anaheim Ducks.

It was quite a ride. There was a certain amount of gratification "covering" the Stanley Cup Finals for LAist. I use the term "covering" in the most Chatsworth of senses (i.e. loosely). First of all, I simply love writing about hockey. Second, I got to be that guy who posted every day about a sport that (as "Deke" recently put it) nobody gives a rat$ a$$ about. I can't tell you how much joy that gave me. When you march to your own drummer, no one complains when you change the beat.

Despite the fact that the Stanley Cup champion now resides somewhere in Los Angeles, I am not foolish enough to believe that Disneyland will be leveled to make way for a Hockey SuperPlex. But maybe just maybe those fans inside the building that witnessed history will spread the gospel of the greatest game on earth. Or, perhaps they'll just leave their Southern California vacation homes and return to Canada...