On June 4th, 1998, Joe Juneau scored the biggest goal in Washington Capitals history, pushing a rebound past Buffalo Sabres goaltender Dominik Hasek 6:24 into overtime. The goal sent the Capitals to the Stanley Cup Final for the first and only time in franchise history.
I was 13-years-old then. When Juneau scored, I remember jumping up and down, screaming at the top of my lungs. I ran up and down our upstairs hallway. When I got bored with that, I ran up and down the stairs of my parents’ home in Frederick, Maryland, until I couldn’t do it anymore.
It was one of the few things I vividly remember from my childhood. It makes me emotional just thinking about how much hockey meant to me then. Look at me now, right? Hockey is my life. I don’t know if this is sad, but watching the Juneau goal happen live was one of the happiest moments of my life.
But tonight, I want a new favorite hockey memory.