There’s few things hockey fans love more than a goalie goal. You might get one per season, and they’re met with joyous celebrations, as we’ve all just seen something rare and beautiful. Like the perfect breakfast sandwich where the egg yolk runoff is still contained within the sandwich (yes, I’m hungry, why do you ask?). Here’s a personal favorite, only because the goalie pulls out the Vince McMahon walk after. But there is an even rarer treasure in sports, one we dare not speak of by name usually. Not only is it abnormal, its very existence suggests a world where not only are the rules bendable, but might not even exist at all and are just a construct of the mind, eliminating time and logic as concepts (yes, we may already be there, but go with me). I’m talking about the s…