As always, we got there an hour early to claim seats at the bar (more fun than watching at a table). Those bar seats are primo and go fast. Everyone was wearing their "Lucky" gear, keeping all bases covered, including superstition. We even had a fellow in full hockey gear, pads and all, even a hockey stick. Sort of funny seeing him sitting at the bar, kind of like a Hawk player on "time out" in the penalty box.
I ordered a chicken parmesagn wrap (on special). By game time, not only the bar was full, but all the tables and even standing room only. There must have been 150 people ready to cheer the team on.
As usual, the Bruins played what I consider dirty and as usual, they were getting away with it. But just let a Hawk player look even cross-eyed, and it was penalty box time. I don't think the Hawks even got a Power Play until the third period. And, of course, no team need fear a Blackhawk power play. It just :"ain't gonna happen."
The Bruins scored in the third with about ten minutes left to take a 2-1 lead and the Hawks were ineffective, so everyone was figuring on a Game 7 in Chicago Wednesday. Well, winning at home in front of your fans is better than winning the Satnley on the road. But everyone agreed, we'd be more than happy to take it tonight. This series was draining too much out of us. Getting too old to be doing this.
BUT, THEN...
Then, with 1:17 left, Hawks SCORE!!! Game tied. The place erupted with high fives, "Chelsea Dagger," and, lots and lots of noise. Most weren't watching TV now. Another overtime was looming.
Most of us did not see the Hawks score again just 17 seconds later. Everyone was still celebrating the first goal. Then, we began seeing people pointing at the TVs. Was it a replay of the last score? There is no way the Hawks could have scored twice in 17 seconds and were now in the lead. Or, was it?
Lots of eyes now looking. When it became apparent this was a new goal, there was even louder cheering and celebrating, cut short as the realization that there was still a minute to be played. If we could score twice in seventeen seconds, certainly the Bruins could do so as well.
More to Come. --RoadDog
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