God that was beautiful. And also incredibly sad.
When this miserable excuse for a season finally reaches its merciful end on April 10th, we'll look back on this game and ask why. Why couldn't they play like that all the time? Why did it take 41 games to finally show us how good they could be? Why didn't they want to?
Will I see a repeat of that team, my team, tomorrow night in Atlanta? I haven't a clue. And if you held a gun to his head, I'll bet Coach Craig would admit he doesn't have one either. The smart money is on no.
But for one glorious game I could close my eyes and all of a sudden it was November 2007. All four lines were rolling, Giggles was flying, Alfie was dancing, Heater, Verms and Fish were scoring, the D was shutting 'em down, birds were singing, the Earth turned on its axis and all was right and good.
Considering how this year has gone, I'm happy to settle for that.
3/7/2013 4:17:09 AM - http://www.chinaworldhouse.com/ctlfxfrp/jqvjkzjesqds/hwpaxzjx/t/pifcmsbxjrfd Erin Nicks 3/7/2013 4:17:09 AM
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