HAWKS WIN! HAWKS WIN! HAWKS WIN!: Hawks 4, Flyers 3 (OT) BLACKHAWKS WIN THE STANLEY CUP!
Unbelievable. The Chicago Blackhawks have won the Stanley Cup. As I type this, firecrackers are going off in my neighborhood and the locals are looting the Food King.
I could recap the game, but unless you were under rock, you saw what happened. If you didn't just know that the Hawks led most of the way, Philly made a valiant comeback, and Patrick Kane, who was too small, too soft, too immature, put the Flyers lights out in overtime. Jonathan Toews won the Conn Smyth trophy and then was handed the Stanley Cup. And damned if the kid didn't finally crack a smile.
Be forewarned, the rest of the this will be me rambling incoherently until I get tired and go to bed.
It may shock you to learn that I am not a lifelong Hawks fan. It's true, nobody in my family watched hockey. I picked up the game from my friends in high school, and with them, the Blackhawks. 1989 was my first serious season as a fan, and it was when I began a love affair with the most exciting game on earth. I learned the finer points and rules from my buddies who played and the NHL video games, but I learned to love the Blackhawks on my own. And now, I'm teaching my kids to love them, and finally got my dad and brother involved as well. I'll work on my nephews as they get older. It feels good, I'm the ignitor of the Blackhawks flame in my family, and hope to keep it burning.
That's what being a fan is about. You love the team, you love the players and that's how you share in the joy of victory and feel the pain of their defeats. It stays with you. It's something that can be shared across generations. And the fans stay with the players. Jerry Seinfeld says we're just cheering for laundry, but that ain't how hockey works. Hell, I just watched Jeremy Roenick break into tears talking about how happy he was for the Blackhawks fans that they'd won the Cup. That ain't about laundry.
And best part of this whole thing is that we've got this website to share the fun with other fans. Part of the reason Fork and I do this, is we get to interact with you bunch of jagoffs. Make no mistake, if no one read or commented, we'd have shut down long ago. But you guys have made this whole thing fun for us, and I can think of nothing more fun than sharing a Stanley Cup championship with all of you.
Congratulations to the Blackhawks:
We'll get something more coherent up later. Until then, play us off boys.