OFFICIAL: BOSTON BRUINS 2011 STANLEY CUP CHAMPS!!!

[jrp44]

Man I'm pumped for the game tonight...

I can give a rats %!$ who wins, but I wanna see some 0-0 5OT +@*+ go down

 

[DeadsetAce]

!*%@ that 4 and 5 OT bullcrap

man these montages and pre-game speeches on 98.5 got me fired up here in my cube

 

[DeadsetAce]

!*%@ that 4 and 5 OT bullcrap

man these montages and pre-game speeches on 98.5 got me fired up here in my cube

 

[skip0011]

Originally Posted by DeadsetAce

!*%@ that 4 and 5 OT bullcrap

man these montages and pre-game speeches on 98.5 got me fired up here in my cube

toucher and rich killin' it this morning

 

[skip0011]

Originally Posted by DeadsetAce

!*%@ that 4 and 5 OT bullcrap

man these montages and pre-game speeches on 98.5 got me fired up here in my cube

toucher and rich killin' it this morning

 

[DeadsetAce]

no doubt...that montage they had was awesome

 

[DeadsetAce]

no doubt...that montage they had was awesome

 

[Bad Religion]

Well, to the 3 other Canucks fans in here... 

 I had a big long speech written out, but I deleted it. Soulmates was great and I dont want anyone to think I was trying to match it, even if I could, which I doubt. 
I've waited 17 years to be back to this point. 60 minutes of hockey is all I ask for. No drawing penalties, no behind the play shenanigans. If we can do that, we WILL win.

And if we come out, play our game, and get beat, there is no shame in that. 

Like Soulmate alluded to in his great post, and like my Grandfather confided to me last night, I'll be crying either way tonight. 

 

[Bad Religion]

Well, to the 3 other Canucks fans in here... 

 I had a big long speech written out, but I deleted it. Soulmates was great and I dont want anyone to think I was trying to match it, even if I could, which I doubt. 
I've waited 17 years to be back to this point. 60 minutes of hockey is all I ask for. No drawing penalties, no behind the play shenanigans. If we can do that, we WILL win.

And if we come out, play our game, and get beat, there is no shame in that. 

Like Soulmate alluded to in his great post, and like my Grandfather confided to me last night, I'll be crying either way tonight. 

 

[bjm5295]

if we win, i might cry. lose, order another beer.

i really hope the refs keep the whistles tucked away. theyve done a pretty good job thus far of letting the players play.

 

[bjm5295]

if we win, i might cry. lose, order another beer.

i really hope the refs keep the whistles tucked away. theyve done a pretty good job thus far of letting the players play.

 

[Bad Religion]

Sorry, just wanted to post this article here, too.
[h3]A detailed look back at game seven, which due to a scheduling error had to be published twelve hours early[/h3]

After a stunning game seven, Roberto
Luongo can barely contain his emotions.
Editor’s note: Due to a scheduling error that is too complicated to explain here, this analysis of the game seven between the Vancouver Canucks and Boston Bruins had to be published twelve hours early. If the game hasn’t happened yet, please close your browser now and come back tomorrow. Thank you for your cooperation.

So here we are. After a six-month season, four rounds of playoffs, and seven gruelling games, the NHL has crowned its champion. The Stanley Cup has been awarded. One fan base is devastated, while another will celebrate late into the night.

In the moments after a thrilling game seven, I’d like to take a moment to address you directly, fans of the winning team.

It seems like only yesterday that your team was struggling through a first round series against your bitter rivals who historically dominate you in the playoffs. But you survived, just barely, thanks to an overtime goal in game seven. Remember the excitement when the winning goal was scored, by that particular player? Little did we know the controversy that awaited them weeks later.

Your team waltzed through the second round against Peter Forsberg’s old team, then beat that non-traditional southern team in the conference finals. And there you were, back in the Stanley Cup finals for the first time in a generation. Who can forget that last time you played for Lord Stanley’s mug, back in the early 90s? I bet you can still picture your team competing furiously, proudly representing those black and yellowish-gold uniforms that they wore then and perhaps still do, before finally going down to a bitter defeat. Damn you, Mark Messier!

But a generation later, you were back, and this time the opportunity would not be wasted. It wasn’t easy. It was a vicious series, in which your team persevered despite several sickening cheapshots by the opposing team. You endured your team being taunted with immature finger waves. You watched devastating hits on Nathan Horton and Mason Raymond, 50% of which you thought were unquestionably dirty. The entire hockey world outside of your particular city was united against your team, you told us, incessantly. And let’s not even mention those shameless homer announcers on the other team’s broadcast.

And then game seven. The series had seen it all, from overtime thrillers to lopsided blowouts to everything in between, and game seven certainly fit into one of those categories. All eyes were on Roberto Luongo. Many thought he would rise to the occasion while others thought he would crumble, and in the end we now know they were right. Without question, this game will be his defining legacy.

The end of the game must seem like a blur to you now. There was that goal scored by that one guy, and then that big hit with that other guy, then that other thing done by some other guy, and then the Conn Smythe won by Tim Thomas.

And then, the magic moment you’d been waiting on for four long decades, give or take a year. What fan among you will ever forget the sight of Gary Bettman passing the Stanley Cup into the waiting arms of good old #33? And who says Europeans can’t make great captains? Certainly not anyone who has had the pleasure of watching your team’s leader, a truly unique talent. He certainly is one- or at the very most two-of-a-kind.

And now it’s all over but the riot cleanup. Your bouys are champions. A Stanley Cup banner will be raised in your arena next year. After an agonizing, debilitating, gut-wrenching test of your endurance as a fan, it was all worth it.

But at least you’re not like those fans of the other team. Imagine how devastated they must feel right now. Serves them right, those losers. Thank god you have nothing in common with them.

 

[Bad Religion]

Sorry, just wanted to post this article here, too.
[h3]A detailed look back at game seven, which due to a scheduling error had to be published twelve hours early[/h3]

After a stunning game seven, Roberto
Luongo can barely contain his emotions.
Editor’s note: Due to a scheduling error that is too complicated to explain here, this analysis of the game seven between the Vancouver Canucks and Boston Bruins had to be published twelve hours early. If the game hasn’t happened yet, please close your browser now and come back tomorrow. Thank you for your cooperation.

So here we are. After a six-month season, four rounds of playoffs, and seven gruelling games, the NHL has crowned its champion. The Stanley Cup has been awarded. One fan base is devastated, while another will celebrate late into the night.

In the moments after a thrilling game seven, I’d like to take a moment to address you directly, fans of the winning team.

It seems like only yesterday that your team was struggling through a first round series against your bitter rivals who historically dominate you in the playoffs. But you survived, just barely, thanks to an overtime goal in game seven. Remember the excitement when the winning goal was scored, by that particular player? Little did we know the controversy that awaited them weeks later.

Your team waltzed through the second round against Peter Forsberg’s old team, then beat that non-traditional southern team in the conference finals. And there you were, back in the Stanley Cup finals for the first time in a generation. Who can forget that last time you played for Lord Stanley’s mug, back in the early 90s? I bet you can still picture your team competing furiously, proudly representing those black and yellowish-gold uniforms that they wore then and perhaps still do, before finally going down to a bitter defeat. Damn you, Mark Messier!

But a generation later, you were back, and this time the opportunity would not be wasted. It wasn’t easy. It was a vicious series, in which your team persevered despite several sickening cheapshots by the opposing team. You endured your team being taunted with immature finger waves. You watched devastating hits on Nathan Horton and Mason Raymond, 50% of which you thought were unquestionably dirty. The entire hockey world outside of your particular city was united against your team, you told us, incessantly. And let’s not even mention those shameless homer announcers on the other team’s broadcast.

And then game seven. The series had seen it all, from overtime thrillers to lopsided blowouts to everything in between, and game seven certainly fit into one of those categories. All eyes were on Roberto Luongo. Many thought he would rise to the occasion while others thought he would crumble, and in the end we now know they were right. Without question, this game will be his defining legacy.

The end of the game must seem like a blur to you now. There was that goal scored by that one guy, and then that big hit with that other guy, then that other thing done by some other guy, and then the Conn Smythe won by Tim Thomas.

And then, the magic moment you’d been waiting on for four long decades, give or take a year. What fan among you will ever forget the sight of Gary Bettman passing the Stanley Cup into the waiting arms of good old #33? And who says Europeans can’t make great captains? Certainly not anyone who has had the pleasure of watching your team’s leader, a truly unique talent. He certainly is one- or at the very most two-of-a-kind.

And now it’s all over but the riot cleanup. Your bouys are champions. A Stanley Cup banner will be raised in your arena next year. After an agonizing, debilitating, gut-wrenching test of your endurance as a fan, it was all worth it.

But at least you’re not like those fans of the other team. Imagine how devastated they must feel right now. Serves them right, those losers. Thank god you have nothing in common with them.

 

[DeadsetAce]

is that an attempt at a jinx?

who wrote that? just curious

 

[DeadsetAce]

is that an attempt at a jinx?

who wrote that? just curious

 

[winged wheel]

Do any of you guys post on HF? I am baffled each time I come to NT & discuss hockey. Most everyone here is a class act and can discuss this sport rationally. Every board I am on (hockey-wise) is a non-stop %*!$ talking fest

Hats off to both teams and their fans, here's to hoping for a game 7 for the ages. With that said, Go Bruins!!

 

[winged wheel]

Do any of you guys post on HF? I am baffled each time I come to NT & discuss hockey. Most everyone here is a class act and can discuss this sport rationally. Every board I am on (hockey-wise) is a non-stop %*!$ talking fest

Hats off to both teams and their fans, here's to hoping for a game 7 for the ages. With that said, Go Bruins!!

 

[Bad Religion]

Originally Posted by DeadsetAce

is that an attempt at a jinx?

who wrote that? just curious

It's written in such a way that a fan of either team could believe its about their team. 
It shows some crazy similarities between the Bruins and Canucks.

Done by Down Goes Brown, a Maple Leaf's Blog.

 

[Bad Religion]

Originally Posted by DeadsetAce

is that an attempt at a jinx?

who wrote that? just curious

It's written in such a way that a fan of either team could believe its about their team. 
It shows some crazy similarities between the Bruins and Canucks.

Done by Down Goes Brown, a Maple Leaf's Blog.

 

[DeadsetAce]

the forsberg line threw me off...completely forgot about the handful of games with nashville

pretty cool...well done

 

[DeadsetAce]

the forsberg line threw me off...completely forgot about the handful of games with nashville

pretty cool...well done

 

[DeadsetAce]

Originally Posted by Winged Wheel

Do any of you guys post on HF? I am baffled each time I come to NT & discuss hockey. Most everyone here is a class act and can discuss this sport rationally. Every board I am on (hockey-wise) is a non-stop %*!$ talking fest

Hats off to both teams and their fans, here's to hoping for a game 7 for the ages. With that said, Go Bruins!!

i've never been on there. i'll have to check it out for the off season...will be hard to keep this thread afloat in the off season with only like 10-12 of us posting regularly

 

[DeadsetAce]

Originally Posted by Winged Wheel

Do any of you guys post on HF? I am baffled each time I come to NT & discuss hockey. Most everyone here is a class act and can discuss this sport rationally. Every board I am on (hockey-wise) is a non-stop %*!$ talking fest

Hats off to both teams and their fans, here's to hoping for a game 7 for the ages. With that said, Go Bruins!!

i've never been on there. i'll have to check it out for the off season...will be hard to keep this thread afloat in the off season with only like 10-12 of us posting regularly

 

[addictedtofreshkicks]

Originally Posted by Winged Wheel

Do any of you guys post on HF?

I do... but not as much as I used to because of the growing amount of trolls on that board. Also, the homerism is out of control over there and it drives me nuts.

 

[addictedtofreshkicks]

Originally Posted by Winged Wheel

Do any of you guys post on HF?

I do... but not as much as I used to because of the growing amount of trolls on that board. Also, the homerism is out of control over there and it drives me nuts.