There is fic in joy; there is fic in sorrow; there is fic in days that come tomorrow

[eggybread]

title: Post-Game Quotes From the Stanley Cup Final
involves: One goalie in italics, one goalie doing most of the talking
rating: PG-13
disclaimer: If nobody's around to hear it, did it really happen? Warning for catharsis (not very good, extremely short, I just needed to get it out) writing; also this undoubtedly makes infinitely more sense if you've read the things I've posted prior to this.
notes: Oh, my team. I love you so. And it was such a beautiful, beautiful season.


"It's okay It's okay It's okay It's okay It's okay It's okay It's okay It's okay It's okay It's okay It's okay..."

"NCAA championship. Calder Cup. Oilers. Do I need to continue?"

"...I think you're the only one I'd believe telling me that."

"We're still drinking that bottle."

"And the other thing."

"It wasn't Game 7. I meant what I said."

"You were so fucking brilliant. And you ARE going to get there."

"...Are you going to come with me?"

"Yeah, Maf. I'll be there when it happens, I promise."

"I don't know what happens now."

"Just hang on."

And sometimes there aren't any words, but when you can sit with someone who understands, you don't need them.