I remember that very moment. I was attending a performance of the Kirov Ballet at The Wang Center that night. During an intermission I stepped outside to the street to have a smoke. There was a bar across the street. I could see the game on the bar's TV so I went over and watched Ortiz hit his blast. There was a woman standing there smoking. We turned to each other smiled, and high - fived. Awesome f***ing moment. To bad I had to go back in among all those obnoxious Russians.