Wednesday, June 04, 2008
34 seconds away from a Stanley Cup.
I had to laugh, though it was wryly, ruefully, when that happened -- the Red Wings pulling a Flyers and blowing it -- spectacularly -- in the last minute of the game.
After the second overtime, my eyes couldn't stay open any longer, and I knew, somehow, deep down, that the NHL wasn't going to allow the Red Wings to clinch the Cup that night -- so I went to bed, knowing that when I woke up, I wasn't going to have missed a celebration in Detroit. And I didn't. It really frosts me, though, seeing a team that was thoroughly dominated for so much of a game end up winning. Pittsburgh in no way whatsoever deserves to still be playing tonight, let alone win a Stanley Cup.
Detroit. Tonight.
I had to laugh, though it was wryly, ruefully, when that happened -- the Red Wings pulling a Flyers and blowing it -- spectacularly -- in the last minute of the game.
After the second overtime, my eyes couldn't stay open any longer, and I knew, somehow, deep down, that the NHL wasn't going to allow the Red Wings to clinch the Cup that night -- so I went to bed, knowing that when I woke up, I wasn't going to have missed a celebration in Detroit. And I didn't. It really frosts me, though, seeing a team that was thoroughly dominated for so much of a game end up winning. Pittsburgh in no way whatsoever deserves to still be playing tonight, let alone win a Stanley Cup.
Detroit. Tonight.
# posted by crusher @ 4:13 PM 
