I fell in love with Quebec City in my teenage years. Summer vacations spent roaming the streets of Vieux-Quebec will do that to an impressionable youngster. At that time, I was also in love with the Quebec Nordiques. They were truly mine; I didn’t know another Nords fan in my junior high or high school. My hockey heart was first broken by their escape to Denver then completely destroyed by them winning a Stanley Cup in their first year away.
Although the team left the city, it’s clear the memories remain. Fast forward almost twenty years, and there it was in all its glory throughout the streets of Quebec in so many shop windows – the big “N” and hockey stick logo and that most appealing shade of blue:
If that weren’t enough to re-ignite my passion for Quebec City, I saw this in a shop. Maybe when you lose your favourite sports teams you’re more sensitive to this kind of thing. It made me smile, recalling the time before two of my three teams departed me: