I want to see Connor McDavid raise the Stanley Cup.
I want to see all that regular-season hardware -- five scoring titles, three Hart trophies as league MVP, the four-time NHLPA most outstanding player -- metaphorically traded for a Stanley Cup ring, like when you turn in smaller prizes for a larger one during a carnival game. I want him rewarded for his 10 years of trying to will the Edmonton Oilers to their first Stanley Cup since 1990. Those fans deserve another party, with McDavid as the master of ceremonies.
I want to see him permanently overwrite those images of himself as an empty husk after Game 7 last season, his soul seemingly drained from his body by a series so emotionally erratic that he was voted the playoffs' most valuable player moments after losing in the championship finale.