The only reasons to be awake at 7 AM on a Saturday are you’re 1) still up from the night before or 2) buying playoff hockey tickets. I woke Gator up with a text and we debated (read: I peer pressured her). Something was telling me to go. The Force was communicating. So we went.
Mike warmed up with his helmet on, which he never does. I guess a 12:30 start didn’t give him enough time to do his hair (reason #3 for being up at 7 AM?). It’s not as if he wakes up looking like this:
First Ovi scored, and the Rangers scored. Nicky scored, the Rangers scored. Then with just under six left in the third, Mike did this:
Be still my beating heart.
I tackled Gator like a squid and we almost fell off the upper deck. If any single voice in the Verizon Center was louder than mine, I challenge that person to a duel. Mike Green goals are my favorite thing in the history of things.
If I had missed living that moment, I’d be devastated-while-ecstatic and I’m not sure how many feelings I can feel at the same time and survive.
It’s not just the goal. It’s EVERYTHING. Okay, maybe I’m overstating it, but Mike needs confidence. He needs to trust the judgement that made him a 70-point scorer and two-time Norris trophy candidate. Green stepping up on offensive plays can give this team a boost it doesn’t always find on the front line. Nicky getting on the board feels awfully good too.
From NewYorkTimes.com: Afterward, in the Capitals’ locker room, Green, 26, was reminded how he, Ovechkin, Backstrom and Alexander Semin were once called the Young Guns.
“We’re not that young anymore,” he said, smiling. “But it’s good to know we can still put it in the net.”
Yeah, that’s what
I she said.
On the cover of today’s Washington Post Express – I love Mondays!
Game 5 tonight at 7:30 PM. Listen for the screaming.