If Alex Ovechkin some day falls one short of setting the all-time career record for goals scored I’ll remember yesterday afternoon and still call him the greatest I ever saw.

Midway through the second period the Great Eight had an easy-ish chance at a goal right in front of the net (and right in front of me, who got to see it in person).

But a few feet away was Dylan Strome, to whom Ovi selflessly flipped the puck for a goal even I could have tapped in.

Well, could have tapped in if I’d been on the ice. From my seat I would have had to stretch pretty far.