WE WEREN'T EVEN GOING TO MAKE THE PLAYOFFS A FEW WEEKS AGO.
WE WEREN'T EVEN GOING TO MAKE THE PLAYOFFS A FEW WEEKS AGO.
BUT THEN THIS TEAM OF CHAMPIONS WAS LIKE
Sons of DETROIT! Of MICHIGAN! My brothers. I see in your eyes the same fear that would take the heart of me. A day may come when the courage of RED WINGS fails, when we forsake our PLAYOFF STREAK and break all bonds of fellowship, but it is not this day. An hour of pucks and shattered sticks when the Age of RED WINGS comes crashing down, but it is not this day! This day we fight! By all that you hold dear on this good earth, I bid you stand, MEN OF DETROIT!
LIDSTROMS ARE SMILING IN RETIRED PLAYER HEAVEN.
STILL HILARIOUS.
LIKE REALLY, YOU HAVE TO BE FLEURY BAD TO LET THAT GO IN.
TWO WORDS