Tonight the Vancouver Canucks defeated the Nashville Predators in a hot and humid Tennessee. With doubts about the performance of our first line, goalies, and even the Green Men, the Canucks (and fans) pulled through this second round battle. It may not have had the hits and grudges that we faced against Chicago, but it was still a fight the finish in game six.
The last time the Canucks went on to the third round of the playoffs I was 14 years old. After walking home from high school I’d pull my daily Canucks poster out of The Province and pin it to my bedroom wall before heading out to rollerblade with my friend Anne. We’d head up to the corner store, grab some slurpees, and pass dozens of cars waving flags and honking horns before the evening’s game. It was late May – pushing June – and the black, orange and red jerseys were everywhere you looked.
17 years later, the city is cautiously optimistic. Everyone wants to believe once again even after having their hearts broken in the past. But let’s face it, the Canucks this year are different. Sure they take us on a rollercoaster ride, making us shout at the screen or chew off fingernails, but this time… this time they’re coming through. We’re not getting blowout matches and watching last-minute goals force unnecessary overtime periods, however in the end the team is getting the job done. Heroes are emerging.
If there’s any time to truly believe in the Canucks, it’s now. 40 years, a President’s Trophy, and now on to round three of the Stanley Cup playoffs. Let’s hear you loud and proud, tweeting until your fingers can no longer complete complex hashtags. Go Canucks Go!
In case you’re wondering, I will be engaging in another blogger battle with either a San Jose or Detroit blog for round three. I will continue to grow my Vancouver prize package and let you all know what Nashville Scene ends up sending my way.