I’m in tears, literally. I can’t believe my team lost. I am heartbroken.
My husband keeps reminding me that this is just a game, but I can’t help it — I had my heart and soul invested in this game.
I hate that Boston has won. They played dirty. The officials might just as well have been on their team roster. Injuring other players as a team strategy is a cheap strategy.
There is so much talent on the Canucks team — that’s undisputed. I can’t for the life of me understand what happened to their heart.
As much as I don’t like to buy in to conspiracy theories, I have to wonder if there isn’t something to the “Bettman wants the cup to say in the US” conspiracy. Boston being an ‘original six’ team and all, maybe that also had something to do with it. That’s the only thing I can think of that comes close to explaining what happened to their ability to shoot and score and play.
I will be behind the Canucks again next year. Despite that my hometown team are the Oilers. The Canucks are Canada’s team — they proved that making it into the finals. I only hope they get a run at the cup again next year.
I’m finally beginning to get over the tears. It is, in the end, as my husband tried telling me in the first minutes after our loss, just a game.
But what a game!
All That Matters 
I’m sorry 😦
Thanks, Cindy. I’ve got my perspective back this morning. Still tough, though.
goodness, sport when there is money involved has become such a different event from playing for fun
Oh yes, that’s very true. But hockey is such an integral part of who many of us Canadians are, that we invest ourselves in it emotionally. I am often appalled at the amount of money the industry of hockey represents, but when that is stripped away, you’re just watching men, who were once boys with dreams, living their fantasies, and that is pretty amazing.
I was thinking of you the whole time, Kathy. I’m glad your husband is there with you.
Thanks Amy, I appreciate your thoughts. I hope where you live was safe from the rioting and stupidity. As upset as I was I was shocked to see what was happening in Vancouver. Disgusted is another way to describe my feelings. Ashamed for my fellow Canadians, that, too.
Oh Dear!!!