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Watching Western Michigan University win a national hockey championship last month stirred something unexpected in me. Pride, sure...but also reflection. It’s been more than twenty years since I walked those Kalamazoo sidewalks as a student, juggling my passion for music with an equally consuming love for hockey. Those were years of split loyalties, tough decisions, and small victories. And somehow, they’ve stuck with me. I never made it to the varsity bench. Division I teams