While at my local pub in Boston watching the Bruins sweep the Penguins on Friday night, I told my buddy that it didn’t seem appropriate for me to get too excited. I take my sports fan-dom pretty seriously, and I don’t think I’ve really earned the right to celebrate and cheer for the Bruins as if I’ve been rooting for them all along. Earlier this season when the lockout happened, I admittedly barely even cared. Four weeks ago as they trailed Toronto 4-1 with eleven minutes remaining in Game 7, I’d completely accepted their fate, and wasn’t the least bit upset about it.
But when Adam McQuaid ripped that slapshot into the upper left corner of the net to break a scoreless tie 5 minutes into the third period, the bar exploded. Most of the people there hadn’t even really been paying attention. Everybody jumps on the bandwagon in the playoffs, and it just keeps filling up more and more the longer they last. It’s human nature, and I might as well accept it.
Having said that, here’s a f