A few posts today pretty much sum up my feelings on the game:
First, Megan’s. I had a similarly bad night of sleep and I’m not sure how I made it through work on only about five hours of sleep after sleeping badly heading into Monday as well.
Second, Bruce MacLeod has some rational thoughts on the game that are good.
Third, IwoCPO’s got a great post here. 34.7 seconds has a sinister ring to it today.
I don’t even want to contemplate the outcome of the series if the Pens force a Game 7. Horrific thoughts of another overtime game flash through my head every time I think about it. The Wings simply have to put this away tomorrow in Pittsburgh and it’s clear from last night that they will have to play the game of their lives.
I’ve watched this team develop a work ethic like you wouldn’t believe, but I never thought I’d see them play as hard as they did last night only to lose. They will have to find a way to outdo themselves if they want to take a game in Mellon Arena with the Pens as amped up as they are sure to be.
Game 6 will not be fun, folks. Not at all.
Lastly, to all of you who were whining about how this series wasn’t exciting enough: go screw yourselves. That is all.