And just like that, hockey season is over.
It was a gut punch to be sure, losing in such a fashion. I’m not sure about you, but when something bad happens in my life, I don’t immediately try and remember all the other bad things that have happened to me.
The Boston Globe however, operates under a different way of thinking. The charges of Joe Sullivan received their talking points last night, and the message came through loud and clear:
Kevin Paul Dupont:
As painful as the ball through Bill Buckner’s legs, Bucky Dent’s homer into the screen, and that one too many skaters on Forum ice in ’79, the Bruins botched Game 6 of the Stanley Cup Final in epic fashion Monday night, coughing up a pair of goals in only 17 seconds at the end of the third period.
Before you could say Grady Little or David Tyree, the Chicago Blackhawks had their own Miracle On Ice and captain Jonathan Toews was hoisting the Stanley Cup over his head.
This time there was no reward for the Bruins, only a cruel twist of fate that will make Bolland as dirty a word in these parts as Dent, Boone, or Tyree.
Thanks, guys. I had totally forgotten all of those events. Wow!
Rich Levine of CSNNE joined in with the Globe brigade, even in an article praising the team for a fantastic postseason run.
And Boston fans inducted another member into the club. A new memory to file away with Buckner’s, Dent’s and Tyree’s, with Welker’s drop against the Giants, and the Celtics’ blown second-half lead in Game 7 against the Lakers.
Thankfully, in looking around the Boston sports media scene this morning – written edition anyway – other writers found more original stories to write instead of the same old tired nonsense.
‘Hawks stun, Bruins done – Steve Conroy, Herald.
The better team won, but . . . – Joe Haggerty, CSNNE.
Bruins’ fortunes change in flash – Jackie MacMullan, ESPN Boston.
Pain does not tell Patrice Bergeron’s story - Stephen Harris, Herald.
Bruins suffer the agony of a lost chance in Game 6, but were admirable to the end – Chad Finn, Boston.com
This says it well in Finn’s column:
Only the habitual self-defeatists among us require or desire a list of the most painful recent defeats in Boston sports lore. They will revel in parades that will never happen and banners never to be raised.
The Bruins brought us to the cusp of July, and did so in a fashion that fostered admiration, loyalty and respect. That doesn’t go away in 17 seconds. In 13 short weeks, they’ll be right back out there on the ice.
Meanwhile, Red Sox, the stage is yours alone.