Up in Canada, where a baby's first steps don't count unless it takes place on ice, just about every little boy grows up dreaming of someday playing professional hockey. They imagine the thrill of game-winning goals, exploding cheers from the stands and the majestic hoisting of the Stanley Cup. And for most, that dream is left behind somewhere on a frozen pond.
However, even over the passage of many years, their love of playing the game remains true. So, these men and their average (for a Canadian) hockey skills carry on at the local rink. After work. After putting the kids to bed. After picking a few things at the store. They lace it up and they hit the ice. No fans. No cheers. No glory.
But on one night, with the help of Budweiser, two teams were able to experience a pretty cool moment of "Eh, what if... "
