There's more to life than the Habs, people. There's work, family, the theatre, meetings, shopping, nights out with the one you love.
Ha ha, who are we kidding? Has anybody thought of anything other than the Habs for more than five seconds since Halak saluted the Bell Centre crowd as first star last night? I know I haven't. A few Habs-related thoughts rattling around in my otherwise empty head today:
-I don't know if you can draw any meaning from dreams, but I spent last night dreaming about the Habs, which, I swear, I don't usually do. But, you know those dreams that seem to drag on and evolve all night long? It was one of those, and I dreamed the Habs had won the Cup (don't know who the opponent was), but they couldn't decide who should accept it because there's no captain. The debate went on and on, until finally, Bettman just laid the Cup on the ice and walked away. Gionta shrugged and skated over to pick it up. Any dream analysts out there?
-I'm hearing a lot of people saying no matter what happens tomorrow night, the Habs have earned respect because of this series and we should be proud of them. I agree, in principle, but I can't help desperately hoping they win. It just doesn't feel finished yet. I don't want Jaro's heroics in Game Six to be forgotten quickly as part of a losing cause. I don't want the season to end; I'm not ready. I'll respect their effort and I'll still love the team, but I want to revel in a great playoff comeback for the first time in years.
-I've heard reports today that the Caps had a flight to Florida booked for after Game Four, in the anticipation that they'd sweep the Habs, then go south for some R&R while they awaited their next opponent. Between that kind of thing and Ovechkin talking about how they were hoping to have some time to relax before meeting Philly after Game Four, with the surety of wiping the ice with the Habs in Game Five, they deserve to have the hockey gods bite them in the ass. Arrogance is the most unattractive quality a hockey player can have, when it's unearned arrogance. Regular season means dick. Just ask the San Jose Sharks.
-A lot of analysts today are focusing on Halak's performance last night as the sole reason why the Habs won. I think, of course, that he was huge and played a once-in-a-career type game. But I didn't think the Habs were terrible otherwise. There were a lot of positives outside of Halak, which I hope come forward again in Game Seven.
-Best line from a hockey fan on Ovechkin's observation of Halak's alleged shaking in Game Three: "The only thing Halak will be shaking will be Ovechkin's hand after he eliminates the Caps from the playoffs."
-My oldest kid, who doesn't really care much for hockey thinks the Caps will take it tomorrow night. She said, after (forced) watching the highlights of Halak's performance last night: "Those Ovegetables will win tomorrow. They'll have lots of anger juice." I hope she's really, really wrong.
-One thing I noticed last night was the Habs didn't salute the Bell Centre fans after the game, like a team that thinks it's played its last home game of the season would do. Unless I missed it on the TV coverage, they just went to the room like they meant to be back next week some time. That's great.
-Shout-out to the guys and girl at FHF, for channelling Jaro's inner thoughts for we mere mortals.
-Watched OTR on TSN tonight, just to see what they'd say about Jaro. Landsberg talked about how Habs fans are as pathetic as leafs fans for getting giddy about a first-round game that doesn't mean anything unless they advance tomorrow. Shut up, Landsberg and keep checking the mailbox for your overpriced leafs season tickets for next year. Minus playoffs, of course.
-I don't necessarily buy into "refs suck because they're fixing the games for the league" theories. But, if Chris Lee, who was never deemed good enough to ref a playoff game EVER until this year when three veteran refs retired and he was basically forced into post-season officiating is assigned to Game Seven, I might start believing.
Okay, one more sleep. I'm nervous already. How are you all feeling about their chances? Not bravado feeling...really feeling.