For Mark Recchi, it was the stealth bomber swooping in over the Fenway Park crowd.For Marco Sturm, it was his son wanting to stay on the ice at the family skate the day before the Winter Classic. For Tim Thomas, a kid who grew up playing baseball, it was stepping out of the Boston Red Sox dugout and seeing the seats in which he often sits himself filled to watch a hockey game. And on it goes. Maybe it was James Taylor’s lyrical version of the national anthem. Or the Dropkick Murphys rocking the crowd before the opening faceoff. Or the first Winter Classic scrap between Daniel Carcillo and Shawn Thornton. It is not a stretch to suggest that for every Boston Bruins player, every Philadelphia Flyers player, every coach and manager, and the 38,112 who jammed into the Fenway Park stands, there will be a separate memory of the Winter Classic that they will tuck away forever.
