My head hurts from the fans around me cheering for three straight hours.
My heart hurts from knowing this is the last game these Caps will play this season.
I wasn't even a hockey fan this time last year. Now, after having watched the Washington Capitals play a magical season, you can count me among the converted.
What an incredible game this is. It's neither better nor worse than baseball or soccer; it has its own rhythms and rituals that make it unique.
The speed. The physicality. The grace.
Will I be back at the Phone Booth this coming autumn?
Bet your ass I will.