Babe Dahlgren grows up to replace his boyhood hero, Lou Gehrig. A man who stood tall and never wavered, even facing a very unknown disease that crippled his once powerful body. His speech @0:12 on. Not that it matters but all this ALS talk, ice bucket challenges and the stories of Babe Dahlgren reminds me of when I stepped on the ice in MSG for the first time(never played for the Rangers). You see the ice come up out of the tunnel and my body just shook(trembled) knowing I was going to stand on the same ice as every Ranger skated on before me. The team my father rooted for his whole life. I finally cut my blade into the ice and all I heard was that cuts of blades of players going into the ice. I don't even think I heard the crowd. I think I took one warm up shot. I couldn't catch my breath. I just skated around and around stretching out the legs and threw a few pucks back to the guys shooting and went to the bench and looked up at the ceiling that is MSG. The same ceiling I looked up at as a kid and hoped my father was proud. I guess it's like when a mother see's her daughters first steps, she thinks of her walking down the aisle. I think a father thinks the same in sports. God, I hope I am not wrong or sexist in saying that! Never got passed a few games as injury took me out in the minors and never got back up to the NHL, but I saw this video of Babe Dahlgren and Gehrig and he had to feel the same way. Pure bliss walking out to the field. Thought it was worth at least putting up because sports rocks and it's the background to all these ALS bucket challenges. So I guess instead of a bucket, this post is dedicated to Gehrig, Dalhlgren and the athletes and fans they created. I hope everyone who has a disease finds health and peace. I guess it's all I can say.