Playing mini-sticks as a kid in the wives' room.Allowed to dress in the stall next to Mats Sundin.Trailing after attendants in the locker room, folding towels.Standing at the centre of Scotiabank as his dad dumped out a pail of pucks.It was a charmed childhood for Max Domi.And now, with synchronicity, a charmed reinvention as a Toronto Maple Leaf.
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