Playoff Hockey Will Put A Man In An Early Grave

Well good morning guys. Did you even sleep? I feel like I didn’t. I feel like I was sitting at my desk literally a split second ago, I’m just now more tired and have a cup of coffee in front of me. And that right there is playoff hockey. Chief will do his full game breakdown a little later but I thought any non Hawks blog to start the day would seem silly. I can’t imagine what anyone who participated in that game feels like this morning because I feel like absolute dogshit. Went through all the phases of playoff hockey. Overtime 1 was the usual, full on anxiety and fear. Overtime 2 crept into delirium as guys were falling all over the ice and everyone, including the players, felt drunk. Then came Overtime 3, just when you become resigned to the fact that you will die on your couch watching this hockey game, that the sun will rise and Game 4 will still be on, in comes Brent Seabrook to save the day and make it all worth it. 3-1 Hawks and a stranglehold on this series, a chance to keep doing this insanity for at least another couple weeks, and I wouldn’t want it any other way. Let’s Go Hawks.

PS

I was at the UC for the 3 OT Stanley Cup game in 2013 and it is a weird weird experience. Anyone who criticizes fans for not being loud when you creep into triple overtime has no idea what they’re talking about. The food and beer stops in the third and everyone sort of just sits there getting sober as pray against that dagger goal that ends the night in an instant. It’s simultaneously the best/worst fan watching experience in Sports.

Double PS

Scott Darling has now given up 4 goals on 131 shots in 3 games. ONE HUNDRED AND THIRTY ONE. Poor Corey.