I’m just glad it’s all over.
First, the obligatory congratulations to the Boston Bruins for winning it all with this 4-0 seventh game. Way to go, you ^&*%#. And when I say ^&*%#, I mean ^&*%#.
I feel for Canucks fans. They were so happy, so filled with joy and with dreams of watching their boys hoist the Cup after 40 long years. I can just imagine what a sad bunch they are now. Hey, I’ve been waiting since 1993 for my team, which isn’t 40 years but it’s still plenty long.
But their Roberto Luongo and the Sedins didn’t come through for them. Canucks fans needed these guys to be magnificent and instead they got only mediocrity from all three. Is “choke” a strong enough word here for this trio?
The Canucks had enjoyed such a great year up until recently. They seemed destined, and were beaten by a band of thugs who worked harder, dug deeper, had the better goalie, and got a few breaks throughout their journey from the officials, both on the ice and off. More than a few. But whatever.
And once again, how do you win when you barely score? Eight goals in seven games. Canucks, you should be ashamed of yourself about this.
Also, I apologize to Brad Marchand’s sister who called me mean and a retard for showing a picture of her brother under the title of “Giving Huge Noses A Bad Name.” Hey Rebecca, I’ve said a couple of good things about Brad, which is more than I can say about the rest of his team.
Like I said – I’m glad it’s over. Now my company can give me evening shifts and it won’t matter. Now I can get on with life and get back to what”s important – the Habs.