There are four times that I have cried at a hockey game.
Two of the four involve this man (gah! not Dmo!):
I don’t care what happened in the Ducks game. Shane Doan is the one of the most amazing men on the face of the Earth and I would follow that man into a burning building. His character and heart are unmatched in the hockey world.
Shane Doan is everything.
I cried when Wisniewski knocked him out and he fell down trying to get back to the bench.
I cried tears of joy when he scored at home in the playoffs because he worked so hard and no one deserved success more.
I will weep when we retire his number.
Suspend him all you want NHL. You can’t touch him.