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November 3 - The Travels of the Stanley Cup

There are many coveted pieces of art in the world. The Mona Lisa.
Michelangelo's David. The Washington Monument. The Crown Jewels. All of
these fine craftings mean very little to me, because no one has dove into a
swimming pool with them at a keg party.

Now, the Stanley, we're talkin' ahhhhhhht, as we say here in the
Bean. The Holy Grail of Hockey is a trophy that has been around the block a
few hundred times.

Donated in 1892 by Lord Stanley, the Governor General of Canada, the Stanley
Cup is awarded to the NHL champion every year. It is insured for $75,000. It's over
30 pounds of fine silver, with a 2004 street value $6.35 an ounce....ummm....a lot.

Remember girls...if you keep your looks up, boys will do your arithmetic for you.

The Stanley Cup becomes "fun" when the tradition of letting each member of the NHL-winning team
keep the trophy for a day or two is introduced. That's right, folks...each guy gets the Cup for a day, and
they can do whatever they want to it.

Here's a few Stanley Stories I found:

--In 1905, the Stanley Cup was in possession of the boys from Ottawa. It was smaller, then...kind of
like a football. Somebody who was limping the next day tried to drop-kick the Cup across the Rideau
Canal in Ottawa. The canal was frozen, and the Cup landed in the middle. It was re-gotten once the
players sobered up.

--In 1907, Montreal players left it in the home of a photographer. His wife planted geraniums in it.

--While travelling between parties, the Cup was left on a Montreal snowbank for an evening in 1924.
This was back when Canada was the kind of place that you could leave a Stanley Cup laying about
without worrying bout someone "ganking" it. The Montreal players only noticed the Cup's absence
when they went to drink from it.

--During a 1962 game in Chicago, the cup was stolen by a Montreal resident who wanted to "bring it
back where it belongs."

--It was stolen from the Hockey Hall of Fame in 1970, only to be returned by a
cop who claimed it was left in his driveway.

--The Cup was thrown into an Ottawa cemetery following a 1903 scuffle. Boys
will be boys....

--A 1910 bowling alley owner/hockey player displayed it at the alley, and kept
cigars in it.

--In 1927, King Clancy used it as an ashtray for a summer.

--In 1940, the NY Rangers celebrate by urinating in it....a Canadian Cross Stream.

--In 1980, Clark Gillies allowed his dog to eat kibble from the Cup.

--Unaware of the 1940 and 1980 stories, Montreal enforcer Knuckles Nilan poses his infant son in it
for a picture. "His bottom fits right in the cup," noted Nilan. His and many others...

--It has been at the bottom of pools owned by Patrick Roy, Mario Lemieux, and Guy LaPointe. "The
Cup doesn't float," noted Lapointe, who played before helmets were mandatory.

--The influx of European talent to the NHL has led the Cup to Czechoslovakia, Poland, Sweden, and
Russia. It has been to Lenin's Tomb.

--In 1994, the NHL has mandated that security guards be with the Cup 24/7/365. They get to go to all
the parties.

--In 1988, Mark Messier damaged the Cup, and had it repaired at an auto body shop.

--Messier deserves his own section in this post. He has brought the Cup onto Letterman and done
"Stupid Cup Tricks." He brought it to bars, and let fans drink from it. He has brought it to an auto body
shop for repairs. He brought it to Scores, a NY strip club. He also put it on stage with an Edmonton
stripper in 1987, and she gave it a brothel-quality dry humping.

--In 1996, Cheryl Riley attends a party that Mike Ricci brings the cup to. Mrs. Riley, who had been told
she could not conceive, kissed the Cup on a whim. She had never heard of Lynn Patrick from the
1940 NHL Champion Rangers, who had dangled his genitals in it. She was pregnant in no time. Lord
Stanley is a dirty, dirty dog, I tell ya . She named the boy "Stanley."

--Also in 1996, the child of Stephane Lefebvre was baptised in it. This was
almost 10 years, and hopefully numerous polishings, after Messier paid
some slut to straddle it at an Edmonton strip club.

--In 1994, Kentucky Derby winner Go For Gin was allowed to eat out of it.

--In 1996, it appeared on MTV, and Brian Noonan used it as a rolling pin
to make biscuits.

I doubt that the Wimbledon trophy has been used as a frisbee by drunken Canadiens. I don't believe
that the Oscar statue has been used by an actor to bludgeon someone during an Ottawa fistfight...
and that award is lesser for it.

An Orlando editorialist once said "I'd kill someone for a Nobel Peace Prize," but I tend to think that
there is little chance that he'd toss it into the squared circle between two mud-wrestlers at a New York
City gentlemen's establishment. Mark Messier would.

And that, folks, is why hockey kicks so much ass.
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