Think I've told this story before here, but it warrants mentioning again either way haha.
Back at the start of 07 a friend of mine had finally gotten into hockey enough to buy his first flames jersey, but his parents couldn't afford the cresting right away. It was a few weeks after Christmas when his mom had his jersey sent away to get it all done up. When it finally came back he was so freaking ecstatic he decided to wear it to school the next day... however, since his house didn't get the paper delivered to it and we didn't really have cells back then, he showed up to school completely unaware that the player who's name he had JUST gotten stitched onto the jersey had been traded the previous night. I had a pretty hard time not laughing myself into a coma when he showed up the next day and utterly refused to believe me until I showed him the paper. He's never worn it even once since, it's been sitting in his garage for the past 8 years.
If you're curious, it was a Kobasew jersey, which is pretty regrettable in it's own right
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