Not enough sleep. Like, maybe 3 hours of it. Not nearly enough to fend off the shock of Max Talbot's goal, or hearing that Jiri's high stick drew blood. Some carryover thoughts now that I've had (half) a night's rest...
- A couple of bizarre facts I read on the ESPN game recap: Sykora's goal was his third career multi-overtime game winner in the playoffs. His third, people.
And also: The last SEVEN multi-OT Finals games have been won by the road team. That has to be a little more than just coincidence, don't you think? Seven? I guess I could imagine the pressure to win it at home would be a little greater, so I don't know, maybe that has to do with it. The weird thing was that I said during the game that it always seems like the road team wins these type of games, and sure enough I read a stat the next day verifying that.
- I don't know why I subject myself to this stuff, but after each game of the Finals I've watched the Levy-Cherry-Melrose postgame thing that ESPN has with each recap (for the record, ESPN is not the place I go for my hockey info, and nor should you) to see if they spend more than 3 seconds doing anything other than slurping off the Penguins, and boy did those guys have a ball with this game. Anybody who thinks the Wings are the Yankees of hockey need not look any further than these post-game segments -- if this were the Wings were truly Yankee-like, the Pens would be getting absolutely no attention and we'd be discussing how the Wings lost it, not how Pittsburgh won it. Trust me. The Tigers beat the Yankees in '06, and America heard about how the Yankees were the worst team in the universe, how A-Rod needed to be euthanized, how Torre should be fired, how there was a rumor that some mysterious team may or may not have actually just played better than the Yanks. The same thing happened when the Pistons beat the Lakers in '04.
- I hope we can just get this series over with a win tomorrow. I want to feel the joy I felt when Rafalski scored that goal again. That would be super. And then Game 5 will hopefully have a totally different feel to it.
Last night's post was done in such a haze, I probably shouldn't have wrote it. Yeah, it was a bad idea. In my defense I didn't want to do anything else. Didn't want to sleep, eat, watch TV, video games, nothing. I needed to attempt to organize my brain. I can't remember if I said these exact words, but it was the absolute worst feeling I've ever had immediately following a game. Thank God this didn't happen in a Game 7, because I can't imagine it feeling any lower. But hopefully, if we can still win the series, it will be simply take it's place in time with other tough Red Wings losses. Like in '98, when the Dallas' Jamie Langenbrunner scored an OT goal from center ice in a game that could've sent the Wings to the finals. The following game, Chris Osgood shut out the Stars to win the West, and the previous one was 1000 times easier to get over.
- That Pistons Season Review post I plan on doing feels like it's light years away right now.
- NBC's play-by-play guy Mike Emrick is pretty much a consensus vote for best television hockey announcer in America (not like there's many to choose from). My only gripe with him is that he's a little too good for games like that. Every shot had me shitting my pants because there's something about his voice that can make a mundane 65 foot wrist shot sound as epic as Christ coming back to Earth.
- In my below average Stanley Cup Finals Preview, I wondered about how this particular Wings team would be remembered, since the last three championship squads had three distinctly separate stories to them. This could've been maybe the one case in which one single game provided the lasting image for a teams' entire season. Had they won, it's likely that that would've been my favorite game of all time, narrowly supplanting the Steve Yzerman Game of 1996. If they recover and win Wednesday or (gulp) in Game 7, they'll be the team that rebounded from what was probably the worst loss any of them have ever experienced to win the Cup. I hope this happens.