|Heh heh heh|
|Totally not posing|
|Definitely not posing|
|Outside of the store on the main floor|
|I guess Eddie wanted to get in as much of the floor as possible.|
|Pretty ceiling of the shopping mall|
As soon as we got by the cashier, I was like, We're going to the Stanley Cup. He was like, huh? I was like, Let's go before there's a line. I don't know why everyone was checking out the jerseys in the display cases when they could go back to those at any time. I mean, what's the most important thing to see in the Hockey Hall of Fame? Eddie was like, oh good idea.
We were the first people in the Stanley Cup room and the only ones there for several minutes. We were allowed to take pictures of it and touch it. It's a replica, so they aren't too worried about someone knocking it over. The photographer took our picture for which I was not ready twice. Then we took a look at the old plates on the cup in the little room. Eddie started to look at the other stuff in the room, and I was like, Nope! We're going to play games first to avoid lines and then come back! He was like, oh good idea.
|This is not the Stanley Cup, but it was in the same room.|
|Once in a lifetime picture, and I'm looking slightly to the right.|
I AM BETTER AT HOCKEY THAN EDDIE IS!
I WIN LIFE!To hear Eddie tell the story, you'll learn how the computerized game was broken and he certainly got at least one in. Because, you know, he's better than the computer.
The next game was goal tending. Ahead of us were four people. When I say "people" here, I really mean children. You know, kids who are supposed to play games. The two right in front of us were pretty young, and man were they good! The mom said they used to live in NY and were Rangers fans, but now they live in Michigan. We told her about the MSG revamp and then her younger son distracted us all as he put on all the goalie gear, which was pretty much as big as he was. Then he blocked a bunch of shots without any fear.
The line behind us was growing, so that's about when I decided I wasn't going to do it. It wasn't fear of embarrassment. I mean, come on, I'd already won at life by scoring more goals than Eddie did. It was more of not wanting to waste anyone's time. I knew what I'd do. As soon as a puck came at me, I was going to run away from it. The game lasted over two minutes plus the time it takes to put on and take off the equipment. Since I knew my score would be negative saves, I decided to not delay anyone's day.
Eddie went and saved more than half the goals. It was rather impressive.
After that, we went back to the beginning and looked at all the memorabilia. There were movies and interactive trivia games we could do. There was a lot of non-NHL stuff there, too, which was beyond my knowledge of hockey, but it was still interesting. They also had something called Hockey In Space that I'm still trying to figure out.
|I realize, I'm a child. The guy's name is Dickie Moore, and on the sign it says Moore, Dickie.|
|The contract between the NHL and the cup keepers|
|The original travel box for the cup|
|We made our way back to here.|
|There it is again.|
|Hockey in Space?|
|And this is what happens when I climb stairs ahead of my husband.|
And then I got Starbucks because I wanted to try a mini waffle cone drink thingie and vacation was the only time I'd try it. And it was good.
|What department is this?|
|The Fun House Mirror Department|
Then came one of my most favorite moments. That weekend was something called Doors Open (or Open Doors--one of those). Lots of buildings across town allowed free entry along with talks and activities about architecture. I found this gem:
|Oh, irony. I love you so.|
I'll leave you with this to ponder:
|One more time--what the heck is this?|