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The Spirit of St. Louis     I dont ideate about it...There was no blinding light, no angels coming to take mehome.     Chris Pronger is bingle of the premier hockey players in the world. With his 66,220 lbs. frame, Chris Pronger dominates other teams part on the ice and has become oneof those special players who can mince a game. The defenseman out of Dryden, Ontariohas come around full circle since arriving in the NHL as the second overall draft pick inthe 1995 draft. by and by having to deal with troubles early in his c areer, which consisted ofdrinking and partying, Pronger has gotten his act together to exit his team, the St. Louis vapors to great success. Chris size, speed, and knowledge of the game helps himdetermine, understand, and acknowledge what other teams are doing, and enables him toshut opposing players down. Chris Prongers career so far is an undreamed of story, whichmakes all sports fans who have followed it respect and admire him.      In the early postseason of the 1998 season, the St. Louis vapors found themselvesleading the Detroit Red Wings one game to energy in the best of seven series. Also, the vapors surprisingly had that lead on the road, with the first two games of the series inDetroit, one of the hardest atmospheres to play in.      At the 352 mark of the second period, on Mothers Day, a blistering slapshotfrom Detroit winger Dmitri Mironov came tearing through the zone and caught the entire vapors defense by surprise. Every defenseman except Pronger. Chris Pronger, who is theyoungest professional in St. Louis Blues history, was finally starting to settle down and learnthe system Blues head coach Joel Quenneville was teaching. Pronger was finally startingto live up to his skill to be able to control the game. He was also finally acquiring the hangof being a 25 year old captain in the NHL.      The shot was aimed high, and Pronger got in the way of it and blocked it.Unfortunately, the puck nock him in a very odd place, right under the tit protectingpadding of his shoulder pads, and caught him right in the chest, causing his centerfield to stopbeating for approximately fifteen to twenty seconds. Seeing this jerk of a man fall to theice, and not being able to breathe, scare the rest of the Blues team, and messed with theirminds and emotions, just enough for the Red Wings of Detroit to avoidance the game with a