Then, after most of the team's brass, staff and players have collected their carry-ons, garment bags or team-issue duffels, out pops Boston's Patrice Bergeron. For Colin, the sight of his Bruins buddy was too exciting.
"Patrice! Patrice!" He could hardly contain himself.
Thirty feet away, Bergeron looks, smiles and nods. He waves to Colin and tells him to come over. Colin runs toward Patrice and gives him a big hug. Greetings abounded. Bergeron said he was feeling good. He and Colin talked about school and grades. They talked about hockey.
It was good to see Patrice. Damn good.
Of course, Colin had a few things -- like the replica Bergeron helmet shown above, the old-school Bruins puck and a wicked-cool card -- waiting for Patrice, who, as always, signed them for him.