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It Comes down to Game 7

I was afraid this might happen. As of 7pm tonight, Montreal will either see their Habs play possibly the biggest playoff game of their lives or simply kiss their amazing season goodbye. Told you never underestimate the underdog, Thomas and Boston have been playing possibly the most cookie cutter of game plans yet it has been working. They have been winning. The habs are not playing a most confident game, it showed in game 6 however it was the momentum of another Koivu comeback that did the trick. Game 5 is when we realise that yes, even if Price is cold and unemotional, he can lose his confidence easily. Yes, we got to remember that Price is a goalie, not god. It doesn't take stopping pucks to reach the promiseland (referring to the mediocre power play this series). Yes, Price is one of a kind but remember that he's only 20 years old, most goalies don't mature till 24. Also, additional pressure and expectations= god complex. If he is a second coming of Patrick Roy, ease on the expectations or else we're going to create another arrogant asshole who can stop pucks. I would like to give shit to the bandwagoning that has been occurring in the last two weeks, seriously, if you did care for the team you would have:
watch at least a couple of the regualr season games
recalled the Rejean Houle years (post Patrick Roy, pre Huet) and how each coach we hired had little experience in the NHL. Carbo is the exception as he's played, been assistant and eased into the system.
Know who the Hell Bryan Heyward is
I know it's all new to some however if you are not a real fan, might as well be a Leafs fan. Put away your tin foil cup and pay attention. Seriously, lose the flag (it's very Bloor st, not Ste Catherine). By Tuesday, if things don't go the way it should (knock on wood) well, it's one less drinking day for you.
Pittsburgh finally put Ottawa out of their misery a few days ago. Ouch! While Crosby and the gang heal and try to work on their ill attempt at a playoff beard, Ottawa is trying to get rid of one in the form of Ray Emery. Meanwhile, The Rangers are in, Avery is the guy you want to hate. In the west, Detroit's in (but won't win the Cup), Dallas (thank you, no Duck cup, what a waste of supposive retirement) and Colorado (Theo has been put back together after what we did to him in MTL).
Hoping Calgary can pull off something here, Calgary runs are fun to watch. With the Red Mile, thousands of red jerseys in the stands and Harvey the Hound (a real mascot, sorry Youpii, you're still baseball in my heart) what is there not to hate. Well, they tend to exit early.
Game 5 was an event for me, went by the Bell Centre to check out the mayhem. There was pick up hockey in the parking lot followed by getting picked up by sleazy Torontians posing as Hab fans, who would later on ask me where the nearest sex club was (not strip club, they wanted to have anal sex in the city). Yep, going to run to the bar...now. Packed it was downtown, I rushed back to Ye Olde, also packed.
If you want to know what the true meaning of losing one's confidence is when Price let go of the puck and it rolled in. Think of that the next time you lose your confidence, it hurts like hell.
Game 6 was another party, road trip. The year end Concordian newspaper party where we were well fed (thanks). Also, while waiting, we endured the craziest 11 minutes as MTL and Boston held the lead every 2 minutes. Higgins came back to life, hey, Buillion came back too. However, it wasn't enough. So, what is anticipated in game 7, for starters, where the Hell is Ryder? It's going to be someone who hasn't done anything yet to step it up. I think that's what's going to happen, also lots of fights. I'm just calling it as it is. So this is it, one game, one outcome (cue in cliches). It would be great to make it to the next round however one game at a time. This could be the last game.