Down two games to none in a series against a team that didn’t have a prayer of a postseason until Christmas.
Hey, world’s greatest coach in all of sports? Did it ever occur to you that coasting your ass into the playoffs might not be the best idea in the world, especially when you could see for weeks now that you’d probably be playing a team that got “hot” at just the right time, one that had been playing for its life weeks before the playoffs even started? In all your years, all your Stanley Cups, that never, once, occured to you??
But even that’s no excuse. You have 9… NINE… Hall of Fame players on your team. Are they old? Well, sure they are. But it’s supposed to be that kind of grit and experience that makes you win playoff games. Grit? So far, we’re only playing with cold porridge. These players are supposed to be capable of descimating other teams, of making them simply stare in awe as we handle the puck with ease. You’re not playing like your old. Christ, your best player last night has an injured knee and was playing with more heart than the rest of the team combined. Are all of you sleeping out there??
So now you have to win two games in Vancouver to have even a decent shot of winning this series. My heart will be with you as always, but if you come back defeated, I would love the privelege of shoving the President’s Trophy up your collective ass. Why a team that knows its days are numbered would knowingly run on all cylinders for most of the regular season knowing that several of your players will have to play in the Olympics is beyond me. What a terrible lesson in time management.
But I still love ya guys.