From the first series my dad kept telling me not to worry which surprised me because he had never before been so optimistic about a New England sports team in the playoffs. I went down to Peter B's, the local sports bar only a 5 minute walk from my place. At this point in the playoffs I was considered a regular and new a lot of the other Boston fans that had also come to watch every single game.
I actually showed up a bit later than usual and didn't even have a seat when the puck dropped. I was late because my boss tried to get me to stay late to tube feed a weedy seadragon (R.I.P.). This was requested at 4:50...are you kidding?! "Sorry but I have to go watch history in the making, good luck with the sick fish." Any other day and I would have gladly stayed but I told her this only happens once every 20 years and I was already late.
The puck drops and from the get-go the B's had increased their level of intensity from the previous games in Canada. The bad boys were back and they weren't going to let the Canuck's gain any momentum. Patrice scored the first and what would eventually turn out to be the game-winning goal as Timmy Thomas was a force in net for the B's. Scoring first allowed the B's to relax and just play hard-nosed hockey and forced Vancouver to play catch up. It seemed like the Canuck's were hitting watermelon's at Thomas the way he was stopping these goals; absolutely zoned in and a much deserved MVP award. Rookie Brad Marchand chimed in with two goals, his 10th and 11th of the playoffs, and turned out to be a huge asset in the post-season.
Three game sevens later the Boston Bruins and their 37 year old goalie, 43 year old Asst. Captain, and a whole bunch of young, tough talent brought Lord Stanley's Cup home to Beantown for the city's 7th Championship in 10 years...not too many other cities are spoiled like we are.
Boston...You're My Home!
Way to go B's!
It was a really good game to watch! ...and Tim Thomas totally deserving of the MVP!
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