On the first day of summer, especially with it coming on a Friday, it only seems appropriate that our selection today be the current reigning king of the summer blockbuster, Robert Downey, Jr. And though his facial hair is as versatile as the actor himself, it is today that we recognize the efforts of RDJ and his beard.
Best of 3: ESPN
Crow’s glove catching hell: SI
Get the Led out: ESPN Chicago
Seabs steps up: Puck Daddy
Starting issues: PHT
This almost makes me hope Boston wins… almost: CSN Chicago
Boston wasn’t all bad on Wednesday: ESPN Boston
B’s last chance: Sportsnet
Just cleaning up some stuff from last night, whatever that was. Or maybe trying to sort out why I’m not dead yet. I should be. Maybe that’s waiting for the conclusion of this madness.
I’ve said all along this series that I will no longer doubt this team. That every time I felt the axe about to fall I would no longer accept that it was coming down upon them. Of course, I can’t actually follow my words, because after the Looney Tunes marathon of last night I once again felt the cold chill and was ready to embrace it. No way could they find the reserve to conjure up one more goal in OT with a ravenous Bruins team looking sure to score on the first clean look they got. And yet the Hawks just seem to have this We’re-Not-Fucking-Losing gear that they can bring out when they absolutely have to have it. While I hate comparisons to the 2010 team, and will even if they end up accomplishing the same thing, I will say this version’s balls are bigger because they don’t have as much talent to simply break teams over time. But no one’s told them that, and no one should.
I’ll learn too late. And that will probably be just fine with everyone if it keeps going the way it has when I lose the faith.
Boy, that was some kind of pass by the Hawks’ Calder Trophy nominee to set up Michal Handzus’ shorthanded goal last night, wasn’t it?
Break Point: Cheer the Anthem
Barnburner: HockeeNight
Needed: Daily Herald
Fire Wagon Hockey: TSN
Patrice Bergeron is good and lucky: PuckDaddy
Real rule changes approved: Globe and Mail
Was it Al Michaels that recently described watching a hockey game like dying a thousand deaths? I think it was. Either way, I would probably describe watching this game as feeling like William Wallace as the English unstrung his intestines and lit them on fire as he watched while tied to an iron maiden.
Let’s not waste anymore time. To the bullets.
Don’t know why I let you leave me
Honey I don’t know
See its hard to see lovin’ comin baby
But I have a way to see it go
I let ya slip on from me baby
I let ya walk on by,
Shoulda loved, you told me
I refused to love, I let it die
Never thought about tomorrow
Seemed like a long time to come
How could I be so blind, baby
Not to see you were the one
vs. 
FACEOFF: 7:22pm (or thereabouts) Central
TV/RADIO: NBC, CBC, WGN 720am
WICKED PISSAH: Days Of Y’Orr, Stanley Cup Of Chowder
We havin’ fun yet?
Obviously, things haven’t been this tense or looked this bleak since….oh right, about a month ago. But obviously the temperature is turned up because of THE FINAL and the opponent. The Bruins look more imposing than an Army Ranger after he catches you flirting with his girlfriend. Everyone’s losing their shit. There’s a controversy with one of the Hawks’ stars. We’re all digging for excuses and reasons.
And yet, it’s 2-1 and a solid road game tonight hits the reset button on the whole thing. So maybe it’s not so bad?
