Red Wings v. Coyotes 1.7
This is it. The final game. Loser goes home, winner goes on.
The reason why they play all of those games and earn those points.
To make sure that Game 7 is in their house, to have the last line change, to hear the roar of the crowd, to have the community support, just to get closer.
As the evening begins, I find myself getting anxious, ready to see what I hope to see, the expectation of victory – avoiding the agony of defeat.
It’s why I watch – where every hit matters, every shot matters, every shift matters, every goal matters.
It’s why I watch – to see the team resemble the mythic bird that rises from ashes and ascend to great heights.
It’s why I watch – to see the best sport on the planet with the most rugged individuals play through pain and misery. Just to hoist the Cup once or again.
There will be no links to anything today, no funny names for other teams or players, no whining or crying, because as much as I want this one for the Coyotes, the fans on the other side will be wanting the same.
Waiting for Game 7.
Game on.
#ThrowTheSnake
