For the first time in my life, the Bruins are one game away from winning the Stanley Cup. Getting steam-rolled by the Oilers in 1992 is a very blurry memory, in fact, the only thing that stands out from 92 is Rejean Lemelin standing on his head against Montreal in the Eastern Conference Finals.
Win or lose tonight, these NHL playoffs have been the most exciting, nerve-racking, and fun sports experience I can remember. While Vinatieri's Field Goal in the snow, Roberts stolen base, and Renteria grounding out to Keith Foulke will always be the highlights of my sports-fan life, these playoffs will always be remembered for two months of must-see TV. Coming back from an 0-2 deficit to the villainous Habs, exacting revenge in a swift manner against the Flyers, the Back-and-forth series with the Lightning, the instant hatred that was created against the Canucks, Pacioretty, Over-Time games, Seguin's arrival, Nate Horton's heroics, then his injury, Finger biting, and Goaltenders getting pulled on a seemingly nightly basis will be the memories I'll be telling my grandkids about someday.
My hope for tonight is that the referees put away the whistles and let the boys play. Having outscored Vancouver 19-8 in the series and chasing the goaltender twice, one would have to think that the advantage is for the Bruins tonight as long as they can stay out of the penalty box. (as I write this Barry Melrose just predicted a Vancouver win, so fuck him, and his mullet)
I'm not one for predictions, but you gotta like the Bruins tonight. Let's win it for Horty!
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