Caps Win the Cup!

It took me a split second this morning to remember, and then the joy washed over me again: The Washington Capitals have won the Stanley Cup! They have coolly and methodically mowed down their competition. They have run the distance, they have prevailed.

Does D.C. need this or what? It's been decades since we've had a sports championship of any type. And just in general, things are tough in the "swamp." We're the seat of government in an era when government is contentious. Our traffic is horrendous, and we've had four weeks of rain.

But last night, all of that was forgotten. Ovi hoisted the Stanley Cup, smiled his gap-toothed grin, and made some sort of utterance that was part howl, part growl.

Last night wasn't about words, though. It was about sounds and images. Firecrackers popping. A sea of red in Capital One Arena and throughout Chinatown (which I cruised beneath on Metro less than two hours before they won).

Today the whole region woke up a little happier than it did yesterday. Yes, it's just a bunch of guys who skate around and chuck each other with sticks. But it's our guys. And they won!