I know, I’ve been slacking in writing. But now that it’s all over, all the stress and wanting to vomit before games like this one, I can collect my thoughts a little.
Okay, so maybe I can’t. I definitely can’t write about this series yet. Basically, I just wanted to hop on and say a few things.
I am so, so proud of this team. The pain may still be fresh, boys, but you have absolutely nothing to be ashamed of. You played your hardest through three tough series. You made it further than almost anyone expected you to (I, as a general rule, try not to expect anything except your best, rather than expecting wins when it comes to the playoffs). You shocked tons of hockey analysts – Patty over at Penalty Killing did all the work for us, and found that only six analysts picked the Stars to win the first round, and fourteen in the second round. I don’t even want to think about how many picked the Stars for the Conference Finals.
Watching the post-game show right now, it breaks my heart to see them so dejected. Obviously, the pain is remarkably fresh (I can’t say this enough, I’m still feeling it too), but hopefully they can wake up in a few days and realize that they did the best they could. They put everything out there when they needed to, and we know that.
I’m not incredibly coherent right now (I admit, I started my drinking about halfway through the first period), but from where I’m sitting, the future looks pretty bright for the Dallas Stars. Have a great summer, boys, and we’ll see you in September.