“What. Just. Happened?!”
I feel like I’ve been saying that all night.
WHAT. JUST. HAPPENED?!
It keeps rolling around in my brain.
The Blackhawks just won the Stanley Cup! WHAT?! My Blackhawks?!? My black & red, my Toews, my Kane, my city, my heart, my joy & pain just won the ultimate game!!!
THE BLACKHAWKS JUST WON THE STANLEY CUP!!!
It feels like it was just yesterday I was so ridiculously upset the Blackhawks lost to the LA Kings in the Western Conference Final in June 2014. And then the season began and we struggled to stay in first place. And then I was at the Garden watching them take on the Bruins in December. And then Kane’s clavicle got knocked out of place and MY HEART COMPLETELY DROPPED! And throughout it all I’m texting my two Blackhawk-fanatic besties at home after every win, loss and headline. And now the season ends … with THIS!
I still can’t comprehend it: 3 Stanley Cup wins in 6 seasons. My brain hurts.
Duncan Keith with 700+ minutes of ice time. And COREY!!!! (***shaking my head with my eyes closed like I’m at church***)
Corey Crawford went BEAST MODE!!!
I love this team. I ABSOLUTELY LOVE THIS TEAM.
Cue the Chelsea Dagger Chicago. WE WON THE CUP!!!
In the words of Mr. Jay Z, the Blackhawks are on to the next one.
They played 60 minutes of solid hockey, gave my heart a bit of a scare in the final minutes, but came out with a huge win over the Minnesota Wild. And I couldn’t be happier… and tireder!
Yes, I know “tireder” is not a word but a sista is tired. It’s what happens when you’re on the East Coast and your beloved teams are in the Midwest. Usually when I come home it’s super late and all I want to do is sleep. But then I think “Oh hey the Hawks are on” or “Let me catch the 4th quarter of the Bulls game.” So I stay up and watch the game and the next thing you know I’m yelling at the TV, just like I did tonight when the Wild scored 2 goals in 2 minutes in an effort to rally from a 4-1 deficit.
#Ahhhhhh is what I think I tweeted.
This is why we can’t have nice things, like leads. Nonetheless, the boys held on to their one-goal lead for dear life and are now off to the Western Conference finals for the 5th time in 7 years.
This sista is tre proud! But, off to bed I go!
Tea of Choice: Chamomile … to put me to sleep.
Let the Hockey Games begins! The postseason barely started and there’s been so much activity on and off the ice. First there was the Bruins major announcement of GM Peter Chiarelli’s departure. I asked a friend the other day “Who do you think’s gonna go first: Chiarelli or Julien?” And he said plainly “Chiarelli.” Me, I was stumped. It could’ve been either or. But my friend was right. And now that I think about it, it should’ve been Chiarelli (as it was).
Remember that Tyler Seguin trade?! I NEVER agreed with that move. Yes the kid was wild off the ice but on it he got the job down. During his rookie season he helped the Bruins get to the Stanley Cup. And the following year he had a plus-minus of +34! That’s ri-donk-culous. Continue reading