So was I the only one who thought that the final seconds of last night's cup final resembled that Super Bowl game when the dude from the Tennessee Titans reached his arm out with the football and ALMOST broke the plane?
The New York Times hockey blog has a great post today with a photo taken with two seconds left, then one second left and then when time expired.
I had wondered earlier this week if this Cup final qualified as a classic, and if that puck crossed the line there at the end, there would be no question. As it stands right now, I'm gonna say no. The only way this Stanley Cup final will go down in history is if the Penguins go on to win a cup or two in the next couple years, and this was the series that that taught a young dynasty how to win.
What a terrifying thought.
Ultimately, what I take out of this series is the only thing scarier than a Pittsburgh power play composed of six determined skaters is a Detroit penalty kill composed of only three.
Those 5 on 3 kills were things of BEAUTY.
Anyway, thus ends another NHL season, which despite having it's dull moments in the playoffs, was I think the best since the lockout, all things considered.
I'll keep posting over the summer, you know, just in case one of the Staal boys decides to have another bachelor party.
But for now, it's nice out.
Anybody wanna watch a baseball game?