The Black Parade was 45 years in the making, a lifetime for most of the 250,000 fans that lined the streets of downtown Los Angeles to celebrate the Kings’ Stanley Cup championship. It ran past L.A. LIVE, which served an apt description of the entire city, before snaking its way inside STAPLES Center, where 18,000 lucky diehards roared when Darryl Sutter pumped his fist, Jonathan Quick cradled the Conn Smythe Trophy, and Dustin Brown hoisted the Cup.

At day’s end, everyone went their separate ways. The jubilant throng made its way back to various precincts of the Southland, while players took their victory lap global, going from Jay Leno’s couch in Burbank to Anze Kopitar’s garage in Slovenia - and nearly everywhere in between.

After almost half-a-century of anticipation, it was over. But was it really? The Kings believe their victory procession was a beginning, not an ending.

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