I don’t care if you weren’t even swimming around in your father’s ballsack when this all went down (neither was I) — if you don’t get chills running through your spine every time you hear that Al Michael’s call, you need to be deported from this country immediately. Also, if you’re not ready to run through a fucking wall for Kurt Russell after that pre-game speech in “Miracle,” I’d check to see if you still have a pulse.
That 1980 U.S. hockey team did more than just win a gold medal. They transcended sports by uniting this great country together over a sport only about a tenth of the population cares about, and brought the hammer down on communism, leaving the Soviet Union cowering on its knees. Finland, too, but no one really remembers or cares about that useless nation.
Today, news broke that the goalie from that historic team, Jim Craig, is now selling a collection of items from his olympic run, and of course, Darren Rovell figuratively and probably literally came in his pants because of the asking price.
— Darren Rovell (@darrenrovell) July 29, 2015
Here was Craig’s logic behind the sale:
“For the past 35 years, these items have been at the Hockey Hall of Fame, the Boston sports museum, the New York sports museum, and I think we’ve done a good job showing them because this moment was so big that I truly believe everyone was a part of it,” Craig told ESPN.com. “But after the 35th anniversary [this past February], and after our teammate Bobby Suter died, I thought it was important to be responsible with these pieces to grow and protect the legacy for my family.
Craig, who has made a living giving motivational speeches, has a 26-year-old son and a 24-year-old daughter.
“And my wife certainly doesn’t want to see pictures of Jim Craig all over the house,” Craig joked.
Or when you filter out the bullshit: “I have two kids that I’m still supporting on this fluctuating income and could really use the money. Also, I hate my wife.”
No need to explain, Craig. I get it. If I was in your position, I would have cashed in on this long ago. The fact that you waited 35 years to pawn it all off is actually pretty commendable.
Now, if you have a cool 5.7 mil just lying around, we should be friends. You can fully support my crippling gambling addiction, alcoholism, and help pay off all of my credit cards. In exchange, I’ll fire out mediocre jokes on occasion, have your back against anyone smaller than me, and be an all around mildly entertaining time. No? Fine.
Just buy this one of a kind collection and have the most badass, red-blooded American bachelor pad on the planet..
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