The Vancouver Canucks should be ashamed of themselves. They could have finally won their Stanley Cup. Instead, they lost, they lost big, and the series goes the full seven games with the pendulum swinging toward the land of Kennedys and clam chowder.
It was a 5-2 Bruins win at the TD Garden, and the Canucks, for some inexplicable reason, played without killer instinct, without fire, and again without offence. This is a team trying to win it all, and instead have scored just eight times in six games. This is a team that should have put the pedal to the medal and ended it once and for all. Now the shoe’s on the other foot, and Boston holds the final and most perfectly-timed momentum.
If I was a Canucks fan, it would hurt to see that maybe there’s something missing from this squad. Maybe the leadership can be questioned. Maybe they used up both barrels of their guns during the regular season and earlier in the post-season. Maybe Roberto Luongo doesn’t have it like great goalies of the past. Maybe he shouldn’t have compared his style and Tim Thomas’.
Canucks fans in Powell River were in a celebratory mood today. You could see it, feel it. It was going to be a night to remember, a night of joy.
But it’s the Bruins who look like they want it.
The Canucks? We’ll see on Wednesday.