You know who regret this "fun" little idea? Everyone. After this was over literally everyone in attendance - including the participants - said to themselves, "damn I thought that was going to be way cooler than it was". From the kids in the pool whose attention span was lost 10x over from the second they started sliding to the impotent conclusion that came upwards of 2 minutes later, to the handful of kids waiting their turn about as patiently as someone drives when they really have to take a dump, to the grown men that got a not-so-pleasant reminder that linking up to centipede down a waterslide absolutely sucks. The second they started to slow down and needed to desperately push off the sides to gain momentum they probably had that inevitable flashback to when they did it as children and hated themselves for it. I know there was a lot of cheering and applause, but I have to imagine that it was all a product of pity, because - Stanley Cup or not - that was as anti-climactic as a trip down a water slide could possibly be. Let's hope the Zatkoff clan has something a little more entertaining in store, because the pay off on that one was about as satisfying as going down a steel slide shirtless in the summer sun. In essence, it's exactly what I would imagine the 3rd string goalie's day with the best trophy in all of sports to look like, and that's certainly not a compliment.