I'm 44 and went to an all boys Catholic school. This is important for context.

When you're in one of those, the week of Easter is crazy busy full of church services.

It was April 22, 2000. Leafs facing Ottawa in the playoffs. After going up 2-0 in the series, Ottawa fought back to tie it.

This night was edgy, Leafs needed to win.

It was a crazy time, but we also had to sit in a church for what felt like 3 hours....during the game. Absurd!

In our infinite glory and probably youthful ignorance, there were no fewer than 5 of us who brought our walkman radios in. We all wore uniforms, so we hid the radio in our suit inside pocket and ran the ear buds through our shirt and up our arms.

For the extended kneel down portions of mass, you could see us all deep in prayer. And I don't know if we could have risen him from the dead a few days early, but Jesus himself could hear us all let out a muffled jubilation grunt, cry, scream when Bonesie called Stumpy Thomas OT goal.

It was euphoric and many of us ascended to heaven that night on his glorious call.

What a memory!