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Repressed Hockey Memories: The Dance

April 10th 1988…The Flyers’ near-Stanley Cup win the season previous, had me following the 87-88 team like an obsessed stalker. I think I watched every televised game that year and lived and died with that team. When the playoffs came around I strapped myself in, ready for a wild ride. The Dale Hunter-led Capitals were the perfect first round opponent. I hated Hunter’s face and looked forward to ruining his season. I was also 17 years old, and painfully awkward among my peers. Hockey was actually a great escape from having to interact with the most vicious of all creatures …