OK. I’ll admit it. I’m a sucker for those ‘What I did with the Stanley Cup’ stories. This is one about Devil defenseman Brian Rafalski.
He took it to Wisconsin, where people tried to drink coffee from it:
- But not everybody who sneaked a peak knew about the Cup’s history. One elderly couple glanced into the restaurant and proceeded to walk right in. But before Felicity could ask them to leave, the couple inquired, “Excuse me, but where are the coffee cups?” Felicity responded, “I’m very sorry, but this is a private party. That’s the Stanley Cup,” to which the gentleman, shocked, said, “Oh my, we do apologize, but I thought that was an ornate coffee urn!”
Man. Now I want a coffee urn shaped like the Cup. Oh! Or maybe a coffee cup shaped like the Stanley Cup!
I gotta start selling this stuff.