Not to bring the thread back to the point or anything, but here's my memory.
Chris Drury is a friend of my wife's family. At the time he was still playing for Colorado, of course. When I saw him in Connecticut at the family's Christmas party that December, I said, "I just want to know one thing, Chris. Was that a goal?"
He said, "Well, it was a stupid rule, but it was the rule, and it wasn't a goal."
If he wasn't already my favorite player, he became my favorite player right then. (By contrast, Wayne Gretzky dropped about a thousand points in my estimation of him with that bullshiit he spouted at the NHL awards later that month.)
As far as that night goes, my wife and I stayed up for the whole game. She was nearly nine months pregnant with our first child, who will be 6 on July 3. The kid learned all her swear words in utero that night, I'll tell you that.
But nobody's remembered the worst sound from that night yet: CLANG. The sound of James Patrick hitting the crossbar in the opening minute of the 3rd OT.
Anyone remember the NHL draft later that summer? Bettman called the Sabres up to the podium and stuck out his hand and Lindy walked right past him!