The Millisecond of Glory

It was one of the most tedious games that hockey has ever seen with one minute left for the game. The timer was counting fifty-nine, fifty-eight, etc... The heat of the game was so intense that you could feel it from the other side of the city. The Edmonton Oilers and the New York Islanders were tied 1-1.

Wayne Gretzky kept on going despite his efforts being thwarted by the Islander’s defense. The puck kept on going from one side of the rink to the other. It was like a game of tennis.

This was the fist time Gretzky came so close to win the Stanley Cup and he wasn’t going to blow it. Gretzky was feeling the pressures of a hundred men. One second felt like a year. It felt for him as if the fate of the universe rested on that game.

The Islander had enough and drove through all the players to make a narrowly missed shot. Gretzky was furious now. He gave it all he had and drove all the way to the defense.

Not even the legendary Islander defense could stop him now. He drove through them with all his talent. Nothing could hold him back while he was on his unstoppable breakaway.

There was only three seconds left to the game. The crowd started murmuring. It was only Gretzky and the goalie now. The goalie was known for being tough and rough but not even the toughest and roughest goalie was prepared for the shot Gretzky made.

Gretzky shot a shot that surpassed the speed of light. He shot with the strength of 100 men. He shot a shot that no man had ever shot before. It was the millisecond of glory. Then the Stanley Cup came, with all its glory and grandeur, presented to the best hockey player of all time. Gretzky had only this to say after holding the Stanley Cup,
“I’ve held women and babies and jewels and money, but nothing will ever feel as good as holding that cup.”

Please note that this story is a legend and has some fiction aspects that are included to make the story more dramatic. Also note that this story was written fully by me.