So we’ve been able to sleep on it. Well, at least some of us have, if you weren’t busy dreaming about David Volek and Tom Fitzgerald. This could easily end up being one of the top 5 most important games the Igloo has ever seen. Whoever comes out on top will likely be the favorite to represent the East in the Cup, as both Boston and Philadelphia are being pummeled by injuries. Whoever goes home leaves with a tremendously bitter taste in their mouths.
Tons of people are jumping the ship. Let them. Keep their life jackets on board too. Last year, we had to play two game sevens. We also had to have a parade in June.
The next 24 hours of analysis will be sickening. Reasons why the Pens should/could/will lose will haunt your favorite websites, newspapers and adult bookstores. It will all be for naught. Nobody outside of both locker rooms can tell you exactly the gifts that momentum and experience can give. As hockey fans, and on a broader scale, sports fans; how can we ask for anything more than one game? One game that keeps us on the edge, one game that can send you jumping into a stranger’s arms, or leave you crying on their shoulder.
(Note: Given the last line I wrote, I should not be allowed in sports bars.)
It’ll be interesting to see what direction Bylsma goes tomorrow. Smart money says we see Fedotenko in for Letestu (you can argue his recent play but not his playoffs/game 7 experience). Talk is flying around about putting McKee in for Leopold. May not be an awful idea, McKee could potentially shut down Cammalleri. We’ll all find out more tomorrow.
Get some sleep. Tomorrow will be one for the ages.
Let's go Pens.