Growing up in St. Louis, Strom remembered going to Scarecrow games with his late father, and the occasional drive up to Chicago to see the Syndicate play.  He had wanted to be a goalie all his life ever since he saw his first game.  The roar of the crowd when the home team scored, and the even bigger pop that occurred when the home team goalie made an outstanding save out of desperation...the audio call of the commentators full of excitement when the same thing happens.  He lived for it.  He dreamed for it.  While other players played in shifts, the goalie was there all the time and they were the last line of defense against a goal and a determining factor in winning or losing.  After growing up and only making it to the local beer leagues and a short stint in the very minor leagues, he thought he'd ever be able to live up to his childhood dream.  That was, until Season 51 and the call from Anaheim.   Now, over 10 seasons later, with his joints aching, each time before going out on the ice...hearing the crowd roaring for their team...the deafening pop that happens when they step out of the tunnel...it all instantly transports him back to his childhood.  In those moments, he's 10 again...except now, he's actually living his dream.