Don Cherry is elated. Mike Milbury and PJ Stock toast each other. Colin Campbell is over the moon. Gary Bettman is worried the Canucks might win.
Well gang, guess what. Everyone should stop smiling and toasting, and should be worried like Mr. Bettman. Because the unlikeable Boston Bruins are going to have their hands full with those solid, dangerous, and very rested Vancouver Canucks.
The problem with Boston taking out Tampa in Friday’s 1-0 shutout win is that we have to still see the Boston Bruins. Not to mention seeing Nathan Horton, who should have been suspended a game for being less than professional with a fan in Tampa. But of course he wasn’t.
I could list all the players I don’t want to see, but I’m not going to because I’m just sick of them all.
Vancouver’s got a great team and I see them definitely beating Boston, and it could even be a short series if things go right. The Sedin’s, as good a one-two punch as there’s been, are rolling along, and hopefully their tic-tac-toes will quickly erase Tim Thomas’ seemingly good-natured demeanor. (Although maybe his demeanor is an act. Maybe he’s a miserable son of a bitch who kicks cats and swears at the paper boy.)
I wonder if Vancouver native Milan Lucic will behave himself and try to act normal. And I’m hoping to see Ryan Kesler give a Gordie Howe major league elbow to Brad Marchand’s face when the referee isn’t looking.
Should be good, this Stanley Cup final. It would have been much more fun though, if it were the Habs and Canucks going at it.
Now I’m trying to figure out how to watch the games and not look at any Bruins while doing so.