Jamie Nye: 10 years later; reliving the Golden Goal

The Golden Goal.

It’s one of the classic, “Where were you when …?” moments in Canadian sports history.

I know where I was for The Kick in ’89. I know where I was for Donovan Bailey’s run for gold in ’96. And I remember where I was when the U.S. came back late in the third period to tie the 2010 Olympic men’s hockey gold-medal game against Canada and send the game to overtime.

I was at a friend’s place. It was just the three of us, on pins and needles. We made our predictions for who would score the goal. Nobody picked Sidney Crosby. He had a hard time finding the net in that tournament.

Then overtime started. And it was an excruciating feeling every time the U.S. team crossed the blue line, coming in on Roberto Luongo. Ugh, what if these Olympics ended with the Americans winning gold on Canadian soil, avenging Canada’s gold in Salt Lake City eight years before?

Then the moment. “Iggy!” Crosby screamed as Jarome Iginla took a hit to chip the puck to Crosby and … euphoria. Most gold medals won. Stories to be told for generations.

Vancouver did us proud, but our athletes did us prouder. And Crosby’s golden goal was the icing on the cake.