so... it has begun!
and one must say... it is going grrrrrreat!
55, actually ~ and counting!
(the only other notable difference between the two goals
being that Orr's sealed a conquest of the Cup
-against the slithery St-Louis Blues-
while Marchand's goal merely tied the first round
series with cantankerous Crapitals...)
BERGY would get the clinching GOALS:
...which would lead to this touching moment:
The new captain - with our former captain.
The passing of the torch is official, now.
Bye Bye team of crapital jerks
(Orlov, Wilson, Hathaway... OVIE!)
The resemblance is uncanny - indeed!
Comparing the two captains
told you everything you needed to know
about who deserved it more;
verily, it was like comparing
JESUS to BARABBAS...
AQUAMAN to a SUB-MARINER...
Ty Berius to ILL-Eagle!!!
(nice collage(s) by one Scott MacMillan, by the way;
he adorned a Facebook group with them
- a group that is chock-full of characters,
as it is... And here are just a few...!)
Rusty...?
AND, IN A COUPLE OF SEASONS NOW
PLAYED UNDER THIS SPECIAL PROTOCOL
AMIDST ALL THAT IS GOING ON...
Every little triumph is amplified;
individual achievements could have been
more than enough...
BUT IT IS A TEAM SPORT:
AND WE WANT THE CUP!
THREE.
MORE.
ROUNDS.
#BostonChampion
