Joel Quenneville, the venerable coach of the Chicago Blackhawks, currently has the team on the brink of their first Stanley Cup since 1961.  And by Joel Quenneville, I mean his mustache.  There is nothing like a quality gray mustache that says to players, “Follow me.  I will bring you to the glory land.”

Not since Mike Ditka has a stache had such power over Chicago.  The hockey hopes and dreams of a city that has been starved of a Cup win for almost 50 years is pinned, quite literally, to the upper lip of the man to the left.  Because, if they close out the series they currently lead 3-2, they will win the second greatest trophy in all of sports.  Behind the World Cup, of course.  But only because no league has created a Golden Mustache as a trophy.