A Walk to Remember. Game 7, Pens v. Habs

Best of luck to all who attempt to concentrate on work/school/unemployment today. It will probably be a futile effort.

Not many people expected the series to get this far. The Habs deserve a tremendous amount of credit. On paper it should have been a 4 or 5 game series, then again, so should have been their series with Washington. But nonetheless, we’re here today.

Putting personal biases aside, it’s a beautiful thing, one that will always be remembered regardless of the outcome. We’re fans because we crave memories. They bond us all, through commiseration or celebration. We don’t all know each other on a personal level, but it gives us something very tangible to hold on to. You may not know the person walking down the street next to you, but could talk for an hour about Darius Kasparaitis’ goal to beat Buffalo, or Fleury’s last second save against Detroit. Somewhere in there lies the greatest gift of sport, to unify us all in a common love.

Tonight will be another one of those moments. Be thankful for it.

I make no predictions as to what will happen. I don’t know if we’ll see Fedotenko or McKee, and I can’t say that I care. Given the ebb and flow of this series, the only thing that has proved predictable is its unpredictability. Let’s just leave it all on the ice.

You will surely have something to talk about with the stranger next to you tomorrow.

Let’s go Pens.