Tonight Vancouver play Chicago and by doing so, bring back some of our fondest memories as Canuck fans.
I remember the 2011 series fondly and it brings back a small percentage of the knots in my stomach but also the relief of the OT goal.
Being in Australia, it was nigh on impossible to catch a feed of the game, especially at work. The game was played earlier in the day and as I pretended to do spreadsheets, I tuned into Team 1040.
I tuned the corporate world out while I listened to the entrance and the anthems.
The game got under way, the crowd was pumping. After only a few minutes, Burrows scored, I banged my fist on the desk. First step to a win.
This is a huge game, the crowd is into it, Canucks and Hawks fans the world over feeling the pressure, tied 1-1.
We head to OT. I am standing up behind my desk now. Need to do something. Possibly going to have a panic attack or something. My colleagues ask what’s wrong. I said, “Game 7, overtime”.
I don;t remember anything leading up the the goal, I didn’t think Burrows was going to score.
I yelped and blurted out yes. The whole office looked at me. I sat down and got misty eyed. We had done it. This is what hockey was about. The greatest game in the world.
I was on cloud nine for the next few days, then I got to relive it again with the CBC HNIC intro
This is what I think of when we play Chicago. I think of one of our great victories. The greatest obstacle we had to over come at that time, and we did it.
Makes you proud to be a Canuck.