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Playoffs! Playoffs! Playoffs!

It was a busy month in my world, so I apologize for not posting anything about that wonderful first round of playoffs.  It’s funny how I can be so sad about the Stars missing out (again), but then actual playoffs teams remind me how much I love this sport.

The first round saw me feeling warm and fuzzy toward the Flyers as they took down the Penguins for me.  Those feelings still linger, and I hate that fact.  I used to hate them all, and now I’m starting to think that Claude Giroux’s pretty awesome and that maybe Scott Hartnell isn’t so bad after all.  Max Talbot, however, is still a tool.  The Canucks were thankfully eliminated as well, but I’m not feeling good feelings toward the Kings.  It’s a Pacific thing.

Speaking of which, the last thing I want right now is a Pacific-themed conference final.  Neither the Kings or the Coyotes have ever won a Cup, and I’d like to keep it that way.  I like being one of only two teams in the Pacific to have a championship.  And I kind of hate the Kings.  The Coyotes are tolerable, but the Kings…no.

Out East, that Caps-Rangers game last night was pretty awesome.

Fun fact: it was the longest game since May 4, 2008, which was–you guessed it– Game 6 between the Stars and Sharks.  That epic 4 OT one.

Who knows what the playoffs will bring next, but they’ve been pretty fun.


Out With a Bang

Unless you’ve been living in a hole, you might have heard that we have a new Stanley Cup champion.  Congratulations to the Bruins for vanquishing the Damn Canucks and for starting Armageddon in Vancouver (boy, if that’s what they did when they lost, what would it have looked like if they’d won?).

This Cup final felt so much more emotional than last year’s.  I felt like it was inevitable that the Hawks would win, and they surprised absolutely no one when they did.  This year, though, there was a feeling that Game 7 could go either way, because it had been a truly bizarre series. 

Ultimately, Game 7 was a bit of a letdown, especially if you’re a Canucks fan.  I never like to see Game 7 blowouts, but the game itself was actually pretty intense up until the second Bruins goal.  That was the one that insured a Bruins victory.  The way I saw it was, Tim Thomas isn’t going to give up more than a goal.  If you’re lucky, he might give up two.  In the end, he didn’t give up any.

There have been years where there hasn’t been a definitive Conn Smythe candidate.  This year, though, there was no doubt in anyone’s mind that it would be Tim Thomas.  Thomas played out of his freaking mind LIKE IT WAS NO BIG DEAL.

Plus, he’s much too classy to say what we were all thinking whenever Luongo let in a goal: Tim Thomas would’ve gotten that one.  In the end, Luongolol’s comments came back to bite him in the ass.  Ditto with Daniel Sedin’s guarantee of a Vancouver win.  The Canucks got ahead of themselves, and they paid dearly for it.  Karma, perhaps?  Probably.  The Canucks cheap-shotted and bit their way through the series, unlike the Bruins who only cheap-shotted their path to the Cup.

Anyway, just some random thoughts relating to last night…

Mark Recchi is finished.  Lost in all of last night’s chaos was the fact that it was Mark Recchi’s final game in the NHL.  My oh my, what a way to go out.  Congrats on a fantastic career, Recching Ball.  You will be missed, good sir.

There’s something in the water… I loved the hoodoo/voodoo trick the Bruins did.  It was positively ingenious.  Pouring Garden water on the ice?!  Brilliant!

Tyler Seguin. The kid is 19 (so he can legally drink the champagne in Canada), and he’s already won his first Cup.  To put it into perspective, he hasn’t even been drafted for a year, and he’s already winning.  You go, Seguin.

It was a great Cup final (maybe one of the greatest ever), and it’s nice that it’s over.  However…it is now the dreaded off-season.  109 more days until the regular season starts up again.

It’s going to be a looooong summer…

Game 7 FTW

As if this crazy, bizarre, and throughly entertaining series could end any other way.  Just sit back and enjoy it, because Wednesday’s game will be the last hockey we see for a very long time.  Best of all, there’s really no telling who’ll win.  Just cherish this wonderful series for everything it’s been, because finals like this one are rare.

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Boo. You whores.

I’m still furious over how Game 1 ended.  Furious.  It’s not so much that the Canucks won, but that they scored with 20 freaking seconds left.  20 seconds.  This was me after that goal:

I mean, COME ON.  That was a flawless game, but then one of the Canucks’ stupid gingers (I believe it was Raffi Torres, that useless meatsack) scored. 

Anyway, what a fantastic game!  You just never know what you’re going to get in a Game 1, especially in the Finals.  If you recall, last year’s Game 1 ended 5-6, because everyone was like, “LOL wut defense?”  Then Thomas Kopecky of all people scored the winner.

I know that Timmy Thomas was the only goalie to let in a goal, but can I just give him all the trophies now?  Luongo was good, but Thomas > Luongo.  Some of Thomas’s saves were simply ridiculous.  If the Bruins win any games in this series, it’ll be because of Thomas.

Next Up: Game 2, Saturday @ Vancouver.  Be there.

Finals already?

These playoffs have just flown by!  I feel like it wasn’t too long ago that I anxiously waited to see if the Stars would make the playoffs.  Well we all know how that one worked out.

Anyway, it’s a somewhat hateful final depending on who you talk to.  I’ve found equal amounts of people refusing to watch the final because they hate both teams so much.  To be fair, they ARE kind of unlikeable.

However, I’ll be pulling for Boston, since I hate the Canucks with a passion (they rank #3 on my most hated teams behind Pittsburgh and Anaheim).  I’m sort of a closet Bruins fan.  While I’m not crazy about Gregory Campbell (he’s a smarmy SOB that one…) and a few others, I loveeeee Milan Lucic, Tyler Seguin, and Tim Thomas. 

Lucic is, well, lusty.  Look at this fucking man:

And while we’re at it, let’s talk about Steven freaking Stamkos.  Unless you’re a hockey fan living in Antarctica, I’m sure you’ve seen his grisly little collision with that puck in Game 7.  It’s gross, ok?  Looking at his nose makes my nose hurt.  Now, I’m not the biggest Stamkos fan out there, but I have soooooo much respect for the courage he showed.  While Lebron James is looked upon as a hero for playing through “flu-like symptoms,” Steven Stamkos took a puck to the face (uhm…ouch) and came back LIKE IT WAS NOTHING.  He was just like, “I’m back, bitches, and I’m rocking the cage*.  DEAL WITH IT.”

Hockey players are the greatest.

*Though not as well as Stephane Robidas…

Top of the West, bitches.

Personally, I think that might have been the best game the Stars have played all year.  They just looked so, I don’t know, into it.  They had a strong forecheck, the defensemen did their job and more, the depth showed, Kari was outstanding, and special teams were special for a change.  It was just a really fun, rewarding night as a Stars fan.

Many Stars had an outstanding game such as Jamie Benn, Stephane Robidas, Kari Lehtonen, Loui Eriksson, and Steve Ott. 

The Bennster had (another!) beautiful shortie and basically played a hell of a game.  Robi had three assists and was just his bad-ass self throughout.  Kari kept us in the game by making key saves at key times and not letting the Habs ever catch up.  Loui was stoned by carey Price, but made up for it with a beautiful tip late in the game.  Otter had the primary assists on the first two goals and was just outstanding the entire game.


There were certainly times throughout the game where I got a tad angry.  The refs weren’t very consistent, which is always just lovely, isn’t it?  A lot of stuff went uncalled, and the calls they did make were thin at times.  But whatever, I’m not complaining.  We won, didn’t we?

However, PK Subban coninuously managed to piss me off last night.  Now I see why a lot of people don’t really like him.  There were times when I was all, “Bitch, really?”

Then again, I think I look like Mr. Schue at some point during every game. /Kanye shrug

It’s pretty fucking awesome, though, how we lead the West now.  That hasn’t happened in a really long time.  Last night, Pierre LeBrun tweeted something like, “The Stars are rolling again.  When do we accept that it’s for real?” 

To be honest, I won’t accept that it’s real until we make the playoffs.  I can’t believe that we’re even in this situation.  Last season, I would have given anything to make the playoffs.  Now, my goals for the Stars are bigger than that.  I want them to win the Pacific.  I want them to win the West.  I wan them to win the Cup. 

Right now, there’s a belief that we can do all that.  Perhaps we’ve finally arrived after two devastating years of medicocrity.  And damn, it feels good.

Next up: Thursday versus those poor, pitiful Flames


You’ve Left Me Speechless

If you don’t get a chill when you watch the NHL’s new “No Words” Stanley Cup promo, then there’s something wrong with you.  This thing gives me chills every time I see it and I even have to hold back a tear.  It just goes to show how truly amazing our sport is.  (P.S. Watch for Brett Hull right after Ray Bourque!)

That is why I love hockey.