Good morning. In less than an 10 hours, Bruins fans from here will join others from around the world. And you will be launching the largest fan battle in this history of mankind. Mankind -- that word should have new meaning for all of us today. We can't be consumed by our petty differences anymore. We will be united in our common interests. Perhaps its fate that today is the Game 6, and you will once again be fighting for our freedom, not from tyranny, oppression, or persecution -- but from Vancouver. We're fighting for our right to live, to exist. And should we win the day, Game 6 will no longer be known as do or die, but as the day when the world declared in one voice:
"We will not go quietly into the night!
We will not vanish without a fight!
We're going to live on!
We're going to survive!"
I invited Bill Pullman to come to the Bruins locker room dressed as the President from Independence Day (or the dad from Casper, if he wanted to) to give this awe inspiring speech in person, but he's busy doing nothing. No movies, no projects, nothing. It's sad really that Bill Pullman, who starred in a number of great films including Lake Placid, The Grudge and Wyatt Earp, is sitting on ther sidelines of Hollywood allowing his skill to be wasted. It's a shame, a fucking shame.
Now onto less important matters than the acting career of the wonderful and tenacious Bill Pullman, Game 6 of the Stanley Cup Finals. Ha just kidding. Fuck you Bill.
Today is a sad day in my eyes, win or lose. Tonight is the last time that we will get to watch the Bruins play hockey on the TD Garden Ice. Tonight is the last time we get to hear Rene Rancourt's lucious pipes grace our eardrums. It's the last time that he fistpumps his way into our hearts. It's the last time we'll see the black sweaters until September. It's the last time we get to see gold banners hanging from the roof, a plethora of NHL greats and the last time at game folks get to see that guy in the train conductors hat dancing like he's having a seizure. It's a sad day for sure, win or lose.
Let's move past the depressing though. The Bruins have a chance to send this game back to Vancouver and then it's anybody's game. In Game 5, the Bruins looked like they were skating with dead legs. It could've been the shit stomping the Bruins doled out in Games 3 and 4. It could've been the one day off and a six hour flight. Who the fuck knows. Who cares? I'm not going to sit here and make excuses for them. They didn't play well, but they played well enough to keep up with Vancouver. This makes me believe two things:
1. Boston should be up 3-2, not down 3-2
2. Vancouver isn't as good as everyone believes (or believed) they are.