Holy shit, I can’t believe I’m doing this again.
If you’re reading this website for any kind of analysis for this game, you’ve come to the wrong place. Due to the torrential rainfall in the Chicago area, I spent every game stoppage sprinting down to my basement to make sure that my sump pump was still operating (it was). I saw the Hawks smother the Lightning, saw Corey Crawford make some spectacular saves when he had to and saw Duncan Fucking Keith put an exclamation point on his otherworldly playoff season by scoring the game winning goal and then taking home a well deserved Conn Smythe. Although if they awarded a Conn Smythe to blogger that’d definitely be mine for my 9-1 record as a recapper in the postseason.
And then for the third time in the history of this website, I saw the Hawks raise the Stanley Cup. It was, as they say, a thing.
And now I’m going to make this all about me.
7 years ago, Fork and I had a dream. It was a dream about an all-you-can-eat pulled pork BBQ joint, that somehow manifested itself as one of the weirdest hockey websites on the internet. I’d like to say we toiled at it, but if this was anything like work, we’d have stopped doing it long ago.
Hockeenight was born of our shared love of hockey and as we’ve met readers and added writers (and photoshoppers) it’s only become more fun. The true joy of the Hawks’ championship is not just that our team is victorious, it is that we as a fans, who may have nothing else in common, can celebrate it together.
And so, I would to take a moment to thank everybody who contributes here: Krista, who helps make the Puckcasts listenable, Nick, Morph, Steve and Thrill whose brilliant photoshops are probably the reason you’re here (that’s Nick’s handiwork above) Watson, Beth and Slak whose writing elevates this thing out of the gutter, Mighty Mike D who gives us our playoff videos, Casey who took the site out of the trash and made it look good and last and certainly not least, Big Cheyenne for being a helluva a good sport.
Oh and of course Forklift, because he paid for half of this thing.
To all of you who read the site, go to our roadwatches, laugh at us on twitter and otherwise encourage our bad behavior: thanks.
Finally, to montanabrenan: go straight to hell, buddy.
SECOND HOTTEST TAKE:
Way to go crawford! ! Way to go Hawks ! You are all great ! 😱😃
— montanabrenan (@montanabrenan) June 16, 2015
“I’M A STANLEY CUP CHAMPION, PIERRE!!!’
Yes you are, Kimmo, yes you are.