What happened? If you were to ask an employee of the NHL whose identity remains a mystery, he’d tell you that the extension of the Stanley Cup Finals to a Game 6 was a fix. He’d tell you that the penalty that led to a late Steeltown power play was a fix, and the screen in front of the net that gave way for the Gonchar blast was orchestrated by the front office of the National Hockey League. He’d tell you that Brad Stuart’s complete inability to not fall down was a fix. But at the end of the day, Hockey Jesus believes a fix to be a sin, and He wasn’t going to win a Cup by bringing shame to his Father, Our Lord. Don’t credit the Red Wings, people. Blame Sidney Christ’s adherence to Morality.
Their Year in MYFO: Before this Holy Playoff Crusade commenced, MYFO’s idolatry of Hockey Jesus and his Apostles started when Reasonable Doubt threw down against the Pensblog, and in our first week, we had enemies. (We’ve arrived!) Pittsburgh also was the beneficiary of our Search for More Contributors, with LoVT and Hopper joining our cadre. Hopper rewarded us with a blow-by-blow of a night of bad officiating, while Tremblay was our man in the stands for the Winter Classic. And somebody had a problem putting away lowly Toronto amidst glowing sweat. Sid died, and the Pope Beech took over. (First healthy scratch Pope ever.)
All in all, we tagged 60 posts for the Penguins. That’s the combined total of Columbus, Vancouver, Calgary, Carolina, Los Angeles, Edmonton, Atlanta, and Boston combined. Apparently, WE ARE THE PENSBLOG.
The Silver Lining? Sidney Crosby has died for all man’s sins. At some point, God’s going to reward him for that.
Question: What do Roberts, Malone, Hossa, Laraque, Ruutu, Hall, Beech, Taffe, Dupuis, Eaton, Orpik, and Conklin have in common? Let’s just say they lack restrictions. Good luck, Mario.