Cole & the Cup

And so the streak extends to 3.
Today the Canes signed Stephen Peat, an apparent AHLer. Not really that much to say 'bout that...

Here's an article about the two Erik/c's day with the Stanley Cup. I was going to post Cole's half here, but then I decided it was too long to do that, and if you want to read it you can click on the link (Which I know you want to do).
So, I will post snippets, with my comments. Why because:
1) Erik Cole is the awesomest power forward ever.
2) He is my favorite player.
3) It's my blog and I can do what I want to.
So, here we go.

"It was Erik Cole's turn with the Stanley Cup, but the hand-off from Thunder Bay, Ontario to Oswego, New York did not go smoothly."

Dios Mio! This can not happen!

The Stanley Cup was taken to his family home, where his wife Emily and children Bella and Landon, waited. The Coles' daughter and son ate their Applejacks cereal out of the bowl of hockey's historic trophy.

I want to eat Apple Jacks out of the Stanley Cup. *sniffles*

Erik then announced that, as promised, he was donating $1,000 to the Oswego Public Library for each point he collected during the 2005-06 season, provided it was matched by local businesses or donors. A cheque for $59,000 was presented, with onlookers responding with tumultuous applause. The money will be used to help offer programs and services provided by the local library.

Doesn't he rock? He actually gives back to the community.

After the civic reception was completed, Erik and Emily, along with the kids, took the Stanley Cup to their cottage in Norwood, New York, up near the top of the state. A quick stop at Dunkin' Donuts along the way to fuel up and off they went.

Dunkin Donuts? What about Krispy Kremes?

The Stanley Cup was placed on a table on the cottage's extended backyard deck, while a feast of fajitas, Mexican lasagna and hotdogs was presented for friends and family.

Mexican lasagna? I don't know what that is, but it sounds good.

Hopefully, this won't be the last time Erik gets the Cup (with the Canes).

*This entire post is a product of slight obsessiveness over hockey, and a really, really, really boring math class.*