On the best game you can name.

[We are driving home from Mississauga, in possession of a box of hockey cards from Steve’s youth. They are neatly filed in binder-sized plastic sheets.]

Daddy. May I see one of those?

Sure – here you go! [He passes a sheet back – there is a pause.]

Are these players still playing?

No – these are all from when I was collecting as a kid.

Where did you find the cards, originally?

They sold them at convenience stores, mostly. I would get some whenever I had enough money.

Oh.

[I think I know where she’s heading with this. I interject.]

Are you thinking you’d like to start your own collection?

Yes. [A beat.] I love hockey. [Another beat.] It’s the best game EVER!

Discuss.

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