That grossness you felt when you woke up this morning is not unlike the way you probably felt last Wednesday, after the Predators won decisively against Chicago in Game 3. However, this time the feeling is that of playoff hockey hangover…and the only remedy is a nice, long summer without it. Yes, the fat lady has sung and the Predators ended up on the wrong side of her aria once again this post-season. Just as with forgetting what it feels like to be in the playoffs after a season without, there is a tendency to forget what it feels like to time and time again watch the team take that heart wrenching center ice handshake in front of their home crowd. But, what’s done is done. Time to pack it up and move forward; and for some, move on.
I am not going to rehash what happened last night. If you were there or watching from home, you know exactly what went down. I kept quiet after Saturday’s loss as well and it’s for a good reason. Honestly, I just prefer to end the season on a positive note. Critiquing and calls for improvement will come later. For now, I think back to pre-season predictions for this team and how everyone had them sitting out of the playoffs again. Then I think about the not-so-brilliant start in October and my own thoughts of whether or not this team had it in them to rise to the occasion. And yet, they did just what everyone expected them not to do. They fought through their own inadequacies and found ways to quell the doubters. It is this spirit of resiliency and hard work that fuels my love of the team. These guys are something special and I might be just as sad as they are that their season ended before they wanted it to.
Good game, boys. Thank you for making this season what it was.
I am not going to rehash what happened last night. If you were there or watching from home, you know exactly what went down. I kept quiet after Saturday’s loss as well and it’s for a good reason. Honestly, I just prefer to end the season on a positive note. Critiquing and calls for improvement will come later. For now, I think back to pre-season predictions for this team and how everyone had them sitting out of the playoffs again. Then I think about the not-so-brilliant start in October and my own thoughts of whether or not this team had it in them to rise to the occasion. And yet, they did just what everyone expected them not to do. They fought through their own inadequacies and found ways to quell the doubters. It is this spirit of resiliency and hard work that fuels my love of the team. These guys are something special and I might be just as sad as they are that their season ended before they wanted it to.
Good game, boys. Thank you for making this season what it was.
