2004, Game 6.
I was 14. Me and some friends were watching the game and playing ball hockey on the driveway between periods. We were also munching on pizza the whole game. As young hockey players, we were all quite superstitious and the Flames were playing so well, we didn't want to change a thing about our routine.
Between the 1st and 2nd OT, we went outside but couldn't find any of the balls for hockey, so we played a little tag football instead. And we had made nachos, because we ran out of pizza.
My brother called us in when the next period was starting and by the time we got inside, it was already over.
I always felt like we jinxed it.
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