Jamie Benn: Reborn

One man sat alone in the locker room after game six of the Stanley Cup Finals. The Dallas Stars had just been defeated. The series, over. The most wild season in recent memory, finished. The Stars were right there at the top of the mountain only to be shown an exit sign. Empty handed. That one man was the last person to remove his uniform, the last man to leave the room. That man was Jamie Benn. The captain of the Dallas Stars. Jamie Benn.

Benn has served as the captain of the Stars for the better part of seven years. In that time he has won an Art Ross Trophy and been told his play is “Fucking Horseshit”, not my words. Earmuffs children. Benn buckled up for the roller coaster and hasn’t waivered at any point. The stoic leader of the Stars has taken each season in stride, some better seasons than others. Most recently leading his team to the Stanley Cup Finals. Benn has seen it all. How does one elevate themselves to the peak after coming so close? Well, once you get a taste of the glory, you do everything you can to get it back.

In the documentary “We’re Not Going Home” we were given a chance to see what type of captain Benn truly is. The is the strong silent type. Benn speaks when it matters the most but more so, his actions speak louder than words. In the ’19-’20 playoff bubble Benn amassed 19 points with 8 goals an eleven assists but what stood out to me the most was his confidence. At the very beginning of the time in the bubble Benn rolled a cart full of luggage by a camera and said, “We plan on being here for a while.”

He wasn’t lying.

Looking back on the shortened season and seeing that still of Benn sitting alone in the locker room brings anyone chills. You know inside his head, he is steaming. Benn is ready for the season. Having watched the team and Benn grow for the last decade you start to understand the players mannerisms. Benn doesn’t have many, but watching him in training camp you see a different Benn. A hungry Benn. The Benn of the old when he would toss his helmet to the ice and throw fists with any and everyone in the league. That is the type of player that wants one thing. To lead the Stars to the Stanley Cup playoff again. This time, going home with the hardware.

Author: Fink

Stood in an elevator with Jere Lehtinen once. Full-time freelancer in all things media. Beer League Black Ace and big-time locker room glue guy.

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