Where were you?
by camcharron on May 24, 2011 11:57 PM PDT
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PrintShit, what happened? I called home. Nobody answered. I called Thomas Drance, you know him better as @Artemchubarov, the Canucks Army stats guy. Meanwhile, the Moscow-born hockey journalist I've been covering the Memorial Cup with is celebrating. Shit, I needed a hug. I heard Jim Hughson say the play wasn't reviewable, and this was going to count.
After all, how were they going to scrape the confetti off the ice? Todd McLellan and Alain Vigneault had already shaken hands. The damage was done. I had no idea how the puck went in, who had scored, but I knew why. This game meant so much to a lot of fans my age. Those of us who went through the loss to the Rangers. Those of us who stuck through the Mark Messier era. Those of us who suffered through all the heartbreak of the West Coast Express era, a team that just couldn't win the big one. Nah, that was forgiven. I called Drance.
As you know, I have been in Toronto this week for the MasterCard Memorial Cup with my pal Andrey (two things: One is that we're required by law to mention the sponsor before the name of the trophy, and Two, Andrey can be found on Twitter @AOsadchenko. He's a great guy) and us two follow hockey. We discuss junior, International, and National hockey together. I wouldn't be halfway towards a career destination without the guy.
I digress. The two of us saw a fantastic hockey game. Tomas Jurco, a Slovakian winger for the Saint John Sea Dogs, tied it up with 15 seconds to go off of his head. The Kootenay Ice eventually won in Overtime, but this is all a formality. The point of the story is that me and Andrey went down to the post game press conferences with the score 1-0 for the Vancouver Canucks.
Fuck it. The point of this story isn't the Memorial Cup game. I still, theoretically, have a gamer to write on the matter, but I have no deadline. This is more important to me. This is my childhood, my street hockey games, my life.
Where am I in this story? Oh yeah; we listened to the post-game press conferences and cut out early to catch the last bus into Toronto to catch the Subway. We checked the score. 2-1 for San Jose, with 12 minutes to go. I texted my friend Shaun (@ShaunTLS) to give me updates. The text conversation, verbatim, was this:
Me: Keep me in the loop
Shaun: Kk
Me: Over? :(
Shaun: 29 secs
Me: 28... 27...
Shaun: 2-2
Shaun: 15 secs left
Me: You seriously????
Me:Who is our tomas jurco???
At this point, I turn to Andrey, who, though he is Moscow-born, elected to cheer for the Canucks since he's been with me at Thompson Rivers for a couple of years. We ask the guy behind us on the bus where the nearest pub is. We get pointed in the direction of it. We walked the wrong way at first, but we ended up at the Shamrock & Thistle. This is in Toronto at the corner of Dundas and Cordova. Please visit, it, the owner is a great guy. Anyway...
It looked closed from the outside, but it was open. There were seven people there, three asians in the corner, three guys at the bar and the waitress. We got a few pints which I quaffed with admirable efficiency. We watched. We watched as the Canucks dominated the front part of overtime. We watched as Chris Higgins couldn't bury that breakaway, as the Canucks somehow got trapped against Andrew Desjardins, and puck after puck rebound off Antti Niemi's pads dangerously in front. We watched as Kyle Wellwood (Wellwood!) had a glorious chance alone in front and Luongo snatched that with his glove.
Between the overtimes we went outside. Andrey recently took up smoking (don't know why) and I had little to do. I did 20 push ups in the street because I needed to move. Andrey told me I was weird. I told him I didn't give a shit. We got back inside, and, as luck would have had it, the puck was in. Jim Hughson didn't tell us how, but the puck was in the god-damned net. Was it Burrows? The camera was focused on him. I didn't care. Hughson told me it was so and it was so. The puck was in and the Canucks were going to the Stanley Cup Finals. I hugged Andrey. I went to the bar and hugged each one of the three guys left. The owner, also named Andrey, gave us a shot (and a beer [!]) on the house.
Everybody has a story. Mine came just after midnight at an Irish/Scottish pub in Toronto. I want to know what your story was. Where were you, when Kevin Bieksa sent us there for the third time? I want to hear all of you. I will probably read these in depth, once I'm sober.
Tonight is a great night, for those of us partying in Vancouver, and for those of us who ended up alone at a house in Toronto without a member of the opposite sex to share the moment with. Heh. Whatever, Tuesday night was our night.
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On my couch,
remote in hand, flicking back and forth between channels. I’m old , I can’t take too much of this. I fear the SCF will be the end of me.
People die people die people die people die go ahead sleep tight in your beds remember what the wise man said
This
But in an easy chair.
Thank goodness I am going to do some market beear tasting thing tomorrow.
I need a beer now!
Nuck’s Misconduct Bishop, 1st United Church of Luongod. "I didn't even see the puck. It just hit my blade and went in. It's the kind of play Henrik can make. He faked clapper, opened it up, threw it on his backhand and got it between the goalie's legs. Burrows describes the pass on his goal with wonder in his eyes. 5/23/11
Gotta get one of these
So you wont make a mess when you shit yourself!
"I prematurely shot my wad on what was supposed to be a dry run, if you will, so now I'm afraid i have something of a mess on my hands."
"There's just so many poorly chosen words in that sentence."
Pretty awesome way to go out, eh?
Henrik Sedin hoists the Stanley Cup for the first time in Vancouver Canucks franchise history and finally it goes back north of the border.
While I bawl my eyes out, the sting of ’94 finally alleviated.
At home with my family, watching with pops like I always do…..got a call from my sib right after Juice scored, and she was holding the phone out the window of her place in downtown Van. Could hear the city losing its shit. Pretty cool.
"He does things for the right reasons...He doesn't do it for the photo op. He's everything that's good about hockey." -San Jose GM Doug Wilson, about Manny
It's the same old story. Boy finds girl, boy loses girl, girl finds boy, boy forgets girl, boy remembers girl, girl dies in a tragic blimp accident over the Orange Bowl on New Year's Day. - the late, great Leslie Nielsen
This too
The streets were loud, but the funny thing about living d/t is, you hear the cheers from all the apartments around you too…
Nuck’s Misconduct Bishop, 1st United Church of Luongod. "I didn't even see the puck. It just hit my blade and went in. It's the kind of play Henrik can make. He faked clapper, opened it up, threw it on his backhand and got it between the goalie's legs. Burrows describes the pass on his goal with wonder in his eyes. 5/23/11
I was..
…curled up in bed with a hot cup of cocoa and a good book.
why? Did something happen?
I'm sorry. I couldn't hear you. I still have champagne in my ears.
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I was following the game on twitter as I walked home from the skytrain.
I remember looking at the score, the updates, “Kesler injured, Bieksa not on the bench, San Jose leading 2-1…” and thinking, “Well, that’s it. We don’t win now, I don’t think we win the series.”
And then I get home, and I heard three air horns go off in the neighborhood. Kesler had forced OT! WTF
I had missed AMFB goal, and didn’t want to miss what I instantly knew would be a double over time win. My dad and brother were at the game, so I went to my mom’s to watch it with her. It was rad. She fell asleep. I didn’t. WOOOO
My story about today (super long)
I arrived at the bar I was to watch the game at about an hour before the hockey game. I was going to snag a table and watch the baseball game that was on (Mariners-Twins) but all I see on the televisions were NBA TV, the NHL Network, SportsCenter, SportsCenter (again), and some other program. I ask the waitress to change it to the baseball game. Which one does she change it to? Royals-Orioles. My comment: “Well, that’s A baseball game…”
Eventually the TV situation sorted itself out. On two TV’s there was the NBA game. On two more? Canucks v. Sharks. The center TV had the Mariners-Twins game. My friend, who had just gotten done with his first year at Emory University near Atlanta, Georgia, met up with me… and for the first few minutes he played around with his new Droid. A lot. He’s still trying to become smarter than his Smartphone, but he needs it for his summer internship.
Anyway, we kill a lot of time waiting for the Canucks game to get going, we each get a beer… and all of a sudden this guy walks in with this girl who’s three levels out of his league. She takes off her hat and blammo, it’s a local model. I do not talk to her despite the fact we went to school together.
The game starts, pizza arrives, and boom, goal, Burrows! The rest of the period is spent nervously watching the game, especially when it went five on three. After the Canucks killed said five on three some applause erupted in the bar. The super hot girl liked it, too.
Second period, more of the same… then Kesler goes down with a non-contact injury. I get my third beer. Amazingly it would be my last for quite a while. Even after the Sharks score on a soft shoot-in, I do not get another beer of any sort. The period ends and my friend and I are uneasy. I post “Win the Third, Canucks” on my facebook.
That girl and her date leaves, so I have nothing to distract me from the third period, while I watch Hank whiff on a bouncing puck, Luongo gets caught in no man’s land, and I just put my head down, going “Oh, no” while the Sharks score. All of a sudden it’s 2-1 Sharks and my friend and I are nervous. I am about to order something off the dessert menu, but I don’t want to eat anything sweet at all, not while the Canucks are squandering chances. Thankfully my friend and part of his softball team rolls in so I have a distraction from the sense of badness consuming me. Canucks just keep on missing chances and getting badly outplayed by the Sharks defense. My friend asks if we should get our checks. I agree with him. All of a sudden, boom, Kesler somehow tips it past Niemi and the place goes crazy! I can’t believe it for even a second. We leave and get over to his house quickly.
We arrive and he asks me if I know what channel the game’s on. I tell him Versus, of course. He then asks me which channel that is. We have different cable providers so I have absolutely zero idea what the digits are for Versus. Somehow he finds it and only twelve seconds have passed in the overtime. We watch Luongo stand on his (and all of Western Canada’s) head in the first overtime, nobody scores, no penalties are taken.
Second overtime: cheese and crackers are brought out and I am offered a margarita. I take it because I need a drink bigtime. A friend texts me and says “Wow, when do they go to the shootout?” My response: “Never in playoffs.” His response? “Wow we could be up all night.” Me: “Red Bull.” Him: “Vodka.” Perfect. My friend’s sister walks into the room, having given up on some sort of show that was on during the game (something about Dancing Stars… I don’t know…?) saying that overtime hockey’s way more exciting than that show. Good work.
Anyway, Chris Higgins has a one-on-goalie breakaway, my voice hits levels unheard by man, and he… uhm, doesn’t convert. Bah. So we keep watching, I’m on the edge of my seat… Then it happens. Edler’s slap-pass off a stanchion that the cameras miss. The puck appearing in the net, Vs. announcers going “and the puck IS IN THE NET!!!” Me, standing straight up, though I had no idea what was going on. Vs. announcers, saying so also, then worrying about the confetti falling. But the coaches were shaking hands, I knew it had gone in, but how???
Replays show the puck took a geometrically unexplainable bounce off a stanchion at a reverse angle right to Bieksa, who uncorked a knucklepuck that got between the post and the pad of Niemi. Goal. Jubilation. Greatness.
"What is Jumanji?" --Jason Owens
100 things to do before I die -- I dare to dream.
What city is this? BTW, love the description: “the puck took a geometrically unexplainable bounce off a stanchion”
Here
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kgVvlnAz9hA
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by GoodKeith on May 25, 2011 12:47 AM PDT up reply actions 1 recs
City: Bellingham, Washington
Can’t believe I left that out.
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100 things to do before I die -- I dare to dream.
Perfect.
Also… MARINERS??? I like the Ms too, but, c’mon, I hope this was prior to the Canucks starting.
It was
Mariners started at 5:10 PM. Canucks got going an hour later.
Had to have a reason to loiter at said establishment for, like, an hour before gametime.
"What is Jumanji?" --Jason Owens
100 things to do before I die -- I dare to dream.
Went to a bar, enjoyed periods 1-3 plus 1OT. Raged at non-calls.
Then went to nearby friend’s house, had no idea we won until well after it happened.
Quality birthday, tomorrow will be hangover recovery day.
Woooooooooo etc.
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How dare you.
I am no ginger!
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"Because you are the most arrogant poster I have ever encountered. And I knew yoata pretty well. I hate arrogance."
you share Eakin’s birthday, and Cody Eakin is an amazing young hockey player who will be a Canuck on day. You just watch.
I know who he is, and I understood your comment.
BUT I AM NO GINGER.
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Ryan Kesler, God.
Kevin Bieksa, God.
Alex Burrows, God.
Roberto Luongo, God.
Cody Eakin, lesser deity, good for a ginger.
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Sitting in my couch with the folks, dad ripping the Canucks for sucking hard, goal horn goes off. I do a 360 celebration not knowing who scored __
by Cloudst on May 25, 2011 12:37 AM PDT via mobile reply actions
I think I picked a bad time to move to eastern Canada to do a co-op
Either way, when Kes scored, we were screaming for 3 whole minutes.
When Bieksa scored, we were screaming for 5. Homemade nachos and wings and beer from the local store were passed around throughout. Great stuff!
I still wish I was on Robson, but I still had a blast
Sweet Jesus, the Kesler goal has handicapped my vocal chords for the next week.
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What the fuck happened? Did we win??
O my Christ Bieksa scored the double OT winner. Well fuck me
WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
I thought we were headed to game 6. Who’s with me?
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Yeah sharks were solid. If it weren’t for luongo we’d be gearing up for a sixth game now instead of sharing our stories here
by Cloudst on May 25, 2011 12:43 AM PDT via mobile up reply actions
Luongod be earning his nickname and paycheck.
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People don’t realize how good Luongo is, but in that OT they did. Luongo makes tough saves look easy, and for that he is not given enough credit. He is, from a technical standpoint, probably the best goalie in the world. But nobody gives a shit because he doesn’t make outrageous recovery saves.
Oh I’m a terrible fan? I thought you weren’t even watching the game, Cam
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by Sean Zandberg on May 25, 2011 12:49 AM PDT up reply actions
LUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU
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by Sean Zandberg on May 25, 2011 12:58 AM PDT up reply actions 2 recs
Cam, I was hating where this game was heading. What a bounce!!!!
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by Sean Zandberg on May 25, 2011 1:24 AM PDT up reply actions
good for a rec!
<3 Boobies!
#WinitForManny
notafullcolon CS: Well obviously I meant we were snorting blow off hookers at the time of the goal
I pointed this out after
last game too.
<3 Boobies!
#WinitForManny
notafullcolon CS: Well obviously I meant we were snorting blow off hookers at the time of the goal
Hey I have watched every single Canucks game this season minus 1 but I’ll tell you what…
I really didn’t see the Sharks going out in 5. BUT I LIKE IT!
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DOWNTOWN VANCOUVER, CBC PAVILLION
THEN PROCEEDED TO CELEBRATE MY VOICE OUT MARCHING THE STREETS OF OUR BEAUTIFUL CITY.
I love our city. I love our team. It’s time to make everyone love it too, or at very least, respect it.
xi
Coconuts go.™
by eightyseven on May 25, 2011 12:59 AM PDT via mobile reply actions
xii
"What is Jumanji?" --Jason Owens
100 things to do before I die -- I dare to dream.
Me, relax, and sports don't go well together
"What is Jumanji?" --Jason Owens
100 things to do before I die -- I dare to dream.
Anybody else notice...
…how Hughson sort of brought his voice up to enunciate the word “FINAL” as Robson did all those years ago?
“And the Vancouver Canucks are going to the Stanley Cup FINAL!”
There’s no real way for it to be said. No accent that can be put anywhere, or pronunciation guide. It just sounded… like Robson.
How did Shorthouse call it? Anybody get that?
At my desk
at work. Luckily for me, a) there’s a decent wifi connection here and, more importantly, b) I really don’t have much work to do this month. I just have to be here in case a student needs… something? I can take a morning off every other day, sit at my desk and watch a hockey game.
nope
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by Sean Zandberg on May 25, 2011 1:25 AM PDT up reply actions
In class today this afternoon, this beautiful girl asked me if I wanted to study for a project in my marketing class with her. This is good. She had a partner to work on it with already, but she asked me! I was supposed to meet her at 8pm PST. Ryan Kesler, then forced OT around 8:30ish. Meanwhile, said beautiful girl is waiting in the library for me to meet up with her. I decide to text her and say I will meet with her as soon as the game ends. 9pm PST, the first OT period ends. What should I do? Shit, the part of my brain that tells me not to screw this up because I will never talk to a girl this gorgeous again is telling me to get my ass to the library. My 22 years of existence is telling me the opposite (yes I became a fan at birth). I decided to head to the library after the first OT. This girl had been waiting almost an hour and a half. And it was still 20 more minutes before 2OT started since they had to zam. As soon as I arrive at the library, my phone blows up. I receive 9 text messages from my friends. Even the non fans admitted Lu is a beast, Kes is all that is man, and that was an awesome game. Our study session went well, I think she forgives me. Go Nucks.
Set your sights to improve...And rest inside the flames.
Since everybody's going all out with their stories
I planned on going downtown alone. The friends I invited bailed, but no way was I letting them bringing me down. Downtown Vancouver was potentially gonna be the setting for history, and I’m down with meeting new people. #foreveralone.
I was on schedule to make it on time to the CBC Pavillion for puck drop, but lo and behold, a 45-minute delay due to a “medical issue” at Joyce Station (jumpers make me sad :( ) made me miss the entire first period. Turns out a handful of my friends were there with a good view of the TV, so I didn’t end up being alone. There was a fight in the pavillion, some lady hucked a chair at a dude, the popos did their deal, crowd claps.
Got pissed at the Seto goal, got antsy but optimistic until Kes made me and the huge crowd scream ‘til mens’ voices were cracking. San Jose’s damn sustained pressure in OT 1 made me disfigure my water bottle. OT 2…I will never forget the moment Bieksa scored off that random bounce.
Cue the downtown symphony of car horns, jubilant fans, and equally excited public service officials unsuccessfully hiding their fandom. For hours. It was a beautiful sight, and I’m proud to have experienced it.
We sure love our dramatics.
xii
Coconuts go.™
by eightyseven on May 25, 2011 1:43 AM PDT reply actions 1 recs
btw
where exactly was the CBC Pavillion (street names, please)? i want to make a pilgrimage next week.
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by Vancouverguy on May 25, 2011 10:54 AM PDT up reply actions
yes
exactly there. Just outside the CBC building
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sweet, i know that area. that’s whereabouts the Sandman Hotel was when my sister and i went in November.
in fact, i might even remember the exact building….
thanks :)
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Jog your memory?
Look around, my little friend
Jubilation in the land
Freddy get ready, rock steady
When Luongo strikes up the band.
I was in a laboratory looking at embalmed horse, cattle and dog fetuses in situ and missed the whole thing, dammit
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End of a long day
Got up early to brand a metric crap-ton of our cattle, plus other miscellaneous things around the ranch. Neighbors were over helping us out, stayed for supper (and all the guys stayed for the game). Annoyed the crap out of me, since a couple of ‘em aren’t terribly bright hockey fans (“SHOOT! SHOOT IT!” ad nauseum), but can’t deny their enthusiasm.
Bieksa’s goal goes in (somehow), people erupt into drunken roars while I’m still wondering how the hell that happened!
"We've made too many compromises already, too many retreats. They invade our space, and we fall back. They assimilate entire worlds, and we fall back. Not again. The line must be drawn here! This far, no further! And I will make them pay for what they've done!" - Captain Jean-Luc Picard
I was in my friend’s living room (since I don’t get cable) confused and silent, sort of embarrassed that they were going to have to clean the confetti to keep the play going. I was literally crouching a few inches away from a wide screen TV, as if my proximity made a difference in the refs decision. It took VS a few minutes to show the replay at which point I lost my shit and had a few drinks.
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At some point, Glenn Healy said it wasn’t reviewable anyway. I think I was too drunk at that point to realize it didn’t make a lick of difference, but I lost my shit anyway.
Yeah it wasn’t reviewable. Not sure about the Canadian broadcast but VS fell apart for a bit. It was trying to track the celebration, the handshakes and still figure out what the hell happened. I froze until they showed the review from behind the Sharks zone and then proceeded to exhale (and drink and drink and drink)
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by Yankee Canuck on May 25, 2011 8:43 AM PDT up reply actions
Malmö Sweden puck drop 3 am
Sat up watching TV with my partner and our youngest child woke up at 00:30 and it took until 20 mins before puck drop before she was asleep again. No pre-game nap for me so found a streamed game, had pretty bloodshot eyes by the end of regulation, dozed off for the first five of 2OT then saw the goal who I thought Burrows had batted out of the air and in at around 6:45 am , walked my oldest kid to school in my stick-in-rink sweater ( her in orca cap ) and made it back in time to wave my loved one off to work and get on with being a dad for the youngest… Surreal feeling ( sleep-deprivation?) that we made it to the SCF but oh so glad
by 40 years and counting on May 25, 2011 3:57 AM PDT reply actions
on my couch
probably one of a handful in Costa Rica yelling YES!
Bieksa reminds me of Han Solo, except without the charm...or the Wookie at his side, unless you count Alberts.
At work watching my little portable HDTV
Whooping and hollering after I saw the confetti drop (serving a customer at the time so missed the actual goal).
Only got to watch the replay in the morning… what a fluke bounce, but JUICE DID IT!
WE’RE PLAYING FOR THE STANLEY CUP!!!!!!!!!
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On my sofa watching TV
I jumped and yelled and made the cat bolt. Girlfriend puttering around the kitchen cuz she didn’t wanna watch. She was like ‘What? It’s over? What happened?’ I was like ‘No idea, but hughson just said its non reviewable. WOOOOHOOOOOO!!!!!!!’ Then I walked over to commercial/broadway and whooped and high fived with all the rowdies. It was sweet.
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Mrs Waachcast and myself
decided to watch this one unplugged (we recently moved our puters to a different room). It’s not that we didn’t want to spend it with y’all, just nervous was all. When the 1st OT ended, Mrs W said she couldn’t handle it anymore and went upstairs, I knew she would be still watching on the puter, but I needed to see this on the big screen. Having already almost blown out my voice screaming for Kesler’s goal, the Bieksa winner was so odd… Mrs W yelled first, I just sat there, like Cletus the slack-jawed yokel, not sure what I was witnessing. When I realized it was in, I let out a sort of subdued yell. And it felt like a giant breath came out of me. 17 years of frustration waiting for another shot, erased with one goofy shot. And I stopped yelling, and stared at the tv again. I had promised Mrs W I would come upstairs right away when they scored. But I sat there for a couple minutes, just soaking that in. And no, I didn’t cry. Jerks. And good lord, fire the guy who thought the confetti was a great idea. Jackass…
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From upstairs I heard a lot of crying :P but I also heard the neighbourhood scream..it was amazing! Watching on the ‘little screen’ was actually less stressful because i kept getting distracted by the idiots in the cbc chat room.
Soo happy today!
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by MrsWaachcast on May 25, 2011 7:30 AM PDT up reply actions
Not a fan of the confetti either
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by Yankee Canuck on May 25, 2011 8:44 AM PDT up reply actions
Yeah
Bad move
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We were at home
In the living room, working with twitter and the NM blog.
Just so excited all day, couldn’t wait for the game to start.
It just had that feeling. I knew they could do it.
Drinking a little. The anticipation was killing me!
Into OT…then into Double OT….LU made some fucking fantastic saves for sure
then………..all hell broke lose!
I am so very tired today but couldn’t be happier.
The Vancouver Canucks are better then you.
The Pittsburgh Penguins are better then you.
The team with the most HEART will hoist the Cup in June.
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by PensFanInDenver on May 25, 2011 7:33 AM PDT reply actions
I am surprised
That no one has noticed I changed my sig:)
The Vancouver Canucks are better then you.
The Pittsburgh Penguins are better then you.
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by PensFanInDenver on May 25, 2011 7:37 AM PDT reply actions
Is the then/than thing on purpose?
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No it's supposed to be than. Too tired to use proper grammer
The Vancouver Canucks are better than you!
The Pittsburgh Penguins are better than you!
The team with the most HEART will hoist the Cup in June.
Just four more wins Canucks....four more wins...
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by PensFanInDenver on May 25, 2011 11:59 AM PDT up reply actions
Thank you!:)
The Vancouver Canucks are better than you!
The Pittsburgh Penguins are better than you!
The team with the most HEART will hoist the Cup in June.
Just four more wins Canucks....four more wins...
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by PensFanInDenver on May 26, 2011 7:58 AM PDT up reply actions
I was at Earl's in Bellevue, WA
Arrived about half an hour early. Sat by myself at the bar, and raged at the TV like a paranoid schizophrenic for the first period. I went to the bathroom during the intermission and discovered there was an entire room of Canucks fans. So, naturally, I joined them to watch the rest of the game. It was there I was able to seethe and rage with my fellow fans and not mumble and curse to myself in front of all the hot waitresses at the bar. When Kes scored the place erupted. And, after the confusion of WTF just happened, it erupted again when Juice buried it. I was hammered by the time I left and had to get up at 5am, but goddamn it was worth it.
At home with hubby and child
It was past her bedtime but how could we put her to bed during OT? Dinner had been late too, with hubby and I doing micro prep rounds during TV timeouts and intermissions. Really good grilled chicken Cobb Salad and a few 1516s.
Like everybody, couldn’t believe, didn’t see how, the puck went in. Strange, almost antic-climactic feeling. Relieved to hear it was non-reviewable.
Hubby asked if I was over the top excited. He’s a Yank, and a relative new-comer to this hockey business, though I have trained him well and he’s a real fan. I had to say no. Really happy, yes. But unlike the first series against Chicago, I never doubted the Canucks would win this series. I also told him to ask me that question again after the Canucks win four more games.
We live just off Main St. in Vancouver, and could hear the fans on Main and probably Commercial too celebrating. We’ve decided we’ll try to go downtown to watch one of the games in the Finals, though I’m a little uncertain about bringing our 8 year old into the mayhem. I was celebrating in the streets in 94 and I remember what that was like.
Really happy. But ask me again how I feel after the Canucks win four more.
OT
is an 8-year old’s best friend, is it not?
I was actually downtown minutes before the game started, dropping my own 8 year old off at a hotel for his monthly get-together with his dad. They were talking about going to the big screen thing since it was close to their hotel, so I’ll find out how family-friendly it was when I pick him up in a few days and let you know if you like, because I had similar concerns.
Mr. Pseu (Dan Coover here) works downtown, and if I’d taken the SkyTrain in I’d have convinced him to leave early and meet up with me somewhere there so we could watch the game and be in the middle of it all. But I had my car, and I didn’t feel too secure about having to drive home later with all the potentially happy/drunk fans that would be out, so I just drove on back to Burnaby to make nachos and eat chocolate.
I was pretty convinced we were going to win this one, so I was very surprised but resigned during the final two minutes of regulation. “Oh well,” I said to Mr. Pseu, who’d arrived home by then, “I suppose it’s not the worst thing in the world, I mean seriously, I don’t think the Sharks will be able to win all three of the last games when it’s this close OHMYGODWHATWASTHATIDON’TEVEN he did it! Kesler? Holy shit overtime, oh no, oh wow, oh yes!” etc.
But by the time we got to second overtime I was pulling my hair out: the sustained tension was too much and I felt overloaded and like I just wanted it to end one way or the other, I almost didn’t care. Plus, you know, my kid was out of the house and I’d been looking forward to some leisurely frolicking with Mr. Pseu and the damned game wouldn’t end and didn’t these boys realize that no one in Vancouver was getting laid until they wrapped this thing up, arghhhhh!?
They must have heard me yelling this, and took pity on their poor frustrated fans, because shortly afterwards I saw that beautiful blue light and heard a weird squeaky shrieking sound which turned out to be me, and that was that we won and I knew what it meant even though I hadn’t been allowing myself to think of it until it was over . . . just wow.
I know I haven’t put in the years of fandom that most on this board have, but I have watched almost every Canucks game played since last January and I think I’ve screamed and cheered and cried as loud and intensely as any other true fan has during that time. I am so happy to be a part of this.
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by Tink for Nucks on May 25, 2011 1:57 PM PDT via mobile up reply actions
Amen
This game meant so much to a lot of fans my age. Those of us who went through the loss to the Rangers. Those of us who stuck through the Mark Messier era. Those of us who suffered through all the heartbreak of the West Coast Express era, a team that just couldn’t win the big one.
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And those of us who never got to see a Cup Finals
because the Canucks kept knocking out my Jets.
It’s all good now.
4 MORE WINS!
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I can’t recall many things in my life that have made me as depressed as that last game in 94 did. I loved hockey, but I hurt so bad watching it, I couldn’t watch it at all the next year because it had already made me cry so much the year before.
Teenage emotions and all that.
by sunshine and lollipops on May 25, 2011 1:57 PM PDT up reply actions
Closet bound in DFW
Had a number of tornadic storms pass thru Dallas-Ft. Worth last night. One tornado touched down a mile north of me, another near Texas Rangers and Cowboys stadiums about 5 miles south. Power went out an hour b4 game time, didn’t return til 4 am local. Spent a while inside an interior walking closet. Have 4G but t’was no signal inside …where I could have followed along with all y’all on NM. Awesome consolation prize tho … fluffy pillows, a snuggly girlfriend, and oodles of time …. fade to XXX
Shit
How is everything this morning?
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by Yankee Canuck on May 25, 2011 8:45 AM PDT up reply actions
Which is the greater force?
A tornado, or Jerry Jones’ ego. Seriously, hope you and yours made it through ok. Just read an article in SI about the Alabama tornado. Scary stuff.
People die people die people die people die go ahead sleep tight in your beds remember what the wise man said
All's well here.
Thanx for asking. The thing with tornadic storms is you never really know what is happening, except that cloud rotation is occuring. Funnel clouds can evolve, drop down to touch the ground (i.e. tornado). In the midst of a sever thunderstorm, they can be rain-wrapped and not visible. Let alone at night, when that’s even more the case. Thinking of ZJoplin Missouri earlier this past week … a town I’ve been to and thru lots … places I know just wiped off the F-ing map. Weird to see.
WOOOOO!!!
As soon as game 3 was in the books, mom said “you better order those tickets”. The idea had been floated around that we would make the journey up to Vancouver from our little suburb of Woodinville, WA to support our beloved team and try to see some history while we were at it. Tickets ordered and arrives via FedEx at 10:30 on Tuesday. I took off early from school and we left from there. The drive in was easy and fun, with Seattle sports radio accompanying us until the border then the Team 1040 from there on out. We headed to Granville and the drive in was exciting, tons of cars waving Canucks flags. The way the city is behind this team is incredible. We then attempted to drive to Stanley Park, unsuccessfully, and settled on parking for the game and grabbing grub. Anticipation was high as we later headed to the arena and took our seats. Bit of a late arriving crowd, but by the time the towels were waved it was a mostly packed house. The crowd was nervous, wanting to celebrate a big win but worries about the prospects of returning to the Bay Area for a 6th game. Those nerves slowly turned to dread as the game wore on, Sharks controlling the play, the Canucks failing to come through on what few true chances they had, and no penalties being called. Even through this, we were a loud bunch attempting to prompt a spark from the boys in blue. Kes scored and the place absolutely erupted. Jubilation. Strangers hugging and high fiving, as loud a roar as I’ve heard (besides Seahawks playoffs), an my mom and I hugging exclaiming our joy and disbelief. Going into overtime, the crowd was pumped. More people hung around the arena rather than going to the concourse. We knew we were in for something amazing.
Overtime started and it looked like we would have a quick easy time. The Sedins were firing on all cyliders, as they did all game long. Suddenly the ice began tilting the other way however. When we were pinned in our zone for what felt like 5 minutes the tension reached a boiling point. Bobby Lu was amazing, the faithful appreciative of his astounding efforts. Because of him, a second OT became imminent.
Who would have thought that it would go in like that?? Good sustained pressure, then all of a sudden the arena explodes and I realize that we are Stanley Cup bound without actually seeing the puck go in. Everyone is jumping, screaming, hugging, high fiving…what an atmosphere. The celebration is on as confetti pours down and we applaud out magnificent boys in blue. The party spills out into the streets, as we head to Robson to take part in the biggest and rowdiest street party. Horns honking, people chanting and screaming, wow. Words can’t describe the elation of an entire city and fanbase. This looks like it is OUR year!!!
The drive home and prospects of waking up just 3 hours after returning home are no matter, nothing can ruin a feeling like this! The mundane things like an early wakeup and brushing of teeth become cheerful, because our Canucks are now playing for it all and I had the chance to witness and be a part of the magic.
GO CANUCKS GOOOO!!!
by Woodinville_12thMan on May 25, 2011 8:36 AM PDT via mobile reply actions 1 recs
You lucky, lucky man.
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by eightyseven on May 25, 2011 12:00 PM PDT up reply actions
On the couch - Flipping between the local 'Emergency' channel and ESPN...
couldn’t actually watch the game (no Versus) so I had to watch the score on the little baseline score ticker… We were under a Tornado Watch last night and I was hoping the ‘Nucks would pull it out before a) the power went out or b) my house blew away… The storm proved to be not a big deal, but the game on the other hand – I jumped up and said ’ball game’ when the ticker showed 3-2 Nucks and spent the next hour or two perusing highlights and reactions online…. good times. Oh also – I had to watch a billion basketball highlights and post game interviews on friggin ESPN before they even hinted at a highlight of the Canucks game – I don’t understand why those bastards don’t give hockey more coverage… Especially the Stanley Cup Playoffs… they are SOOO much better than the shinola the NBA puts out…
Well done!
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by Yankee Canuck on May 25, 2011 11:02 AM PDT up reply actions
Zvečan, Serbia
3 AM start, spent the entire game smoking countless cigarettes and drinking a never-ending cup of coffee. 0650 CET going to work on two hours of sleep, amazing coffee buzz and spending the rest of the day processing WTF just happened. So, so happy.
Sailor Haggar's, North Van
Met a buddy there a little after 5 to be sure about getting a table. When Kes scored the place went mad. Then it went tense, through the first overtime. Extra beer and wings were certainly needed (OT: they are a brew pub, and have a fantastic IPA). After Bieksa’s goal, just about everyone in the bar was high-fiving and chanting “We want the cup!” I followed this up with a very vocal run up Lonsdale, high-fiving everyone I passed. Must have hit up 200 people at least.
i was over at Michael’s place, as you all know. i was all calm and fine on my laptop, while Michael was nervous to the extremes beside me on the couch.
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Hit up four places in Campbell, California.
Started at Khartoum, which is usually a decent place to watch games. Just not on Tuesdays, where Trivia took prioirty. So during the 2nd TV timeout of hte 2nd period, I made my way to Molly Magee’s down the street. They’re one of those places that have widescreen TVs but none of them in HD.
Honestly, wtf at places like that.
During the 2nd intermission, I walked down the street to this hole in the wall mexican place (Chacho’s). THAT place had HD. Enjoyed some delicious ceviche tostadas (ZOMG SO MUCH LIME) and caught the 3rd period there. Went to the bar next door to watch the next two OTs. I was so surprised when the puck went in, but i did my traditional OT Series clinching "sprint out of wherever the hell I am screaming my head off. "
Came running back in, found a lane to do a headfirst baseball slide and went for it. Hooray the bar having a dance floor adding another 3 yards to my slide.
So great.
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by The Canuck Fan on May 25, 2011 11:04 AM PDT reply actions
You can tell I don’t know a damn thing about Northern Calif when I had to google where that town is :)
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by Yankee Canuck on May 25, 2011 12:02 PM PDT up reply actions
I was at the Alberts hotel, North Sydney, Australia.
I got hooked on the nucks when i lived in Canada for a year in 1999-2000 (the year Naslund broke his arm).
Its pretty hard to be a hockey fan in Australia where no-one gives a shit. Thank god for the interent.
I’ve watched much of this playoff run by myself with no sound during my lunch break, whooping at the TV while people in suits look at me strangely. But yesterday there was another nucks fan there, and he is even sporting a playoff beard! Still no sound though… (see you next week playoff beard dude if you are around!)
Last night was also the biggest night in the year for rugby league, game 1 of the ‘state of origin’ series between the 2 big rugby league states. My team (NSW) hasnt won in 5 years and were losing 10-0 with 20 to play, but somehow made a miraculous comeback and led 12-10 with 10 to play!
Alas, all my sport mojo was used up by Kesler and Bieksa, and Queensland scored to win, AGAIN.
Chicago
Not me but my wife – texted me as her group tried to find a bar in Chicago NOT showing the Bulls/Heat game. I figured they should have worn Canucks jerseys – yah, that would have worked out well….
My friend invited me over to watch the game
I was watching the game with some buddies. I had to drive my girlfriend to N. Van so she could watch the game with her friends. I took the Ironworkers Memorial Bridge because I thought the traffic would be less. It was, but Highway 1 was pure gridlock. Finally I get back to Burnaby where my friend lives. I park my car at Patterson, and I have no intentions of driving it home (I took the train to Patterson today and picked it up, I was in no state to drive last night). I start walking to my friend’s house at about 6. He’s texting me asking me where I am and that the beer is freezing solid. At this point, I start running. Yes, actually running. Now I play soccer so my foot speed is pretty good but I play striker, so Im built for very fast, very short sprints, not endurance runs. Im running in my Canucks player hoodie with Danny Sedin’s number on the front, right around the clavicle. It was a pretty humid day so I started to work up a sweat. I run around the perimeter of Central Park, turn down my friend’s street and go inside and into the basement, where my friends are all huddled around the TV nervously, drinking beers. My friend passes me a beer as soon as I walk in. I chug it thirstily and settle down in my established La-Z-Boy for the game (yes I have an established chair, like Homer Simpson). I start eating chips hungrily, I watch the Sedins cycle and BOOM ALEX MOTHERFUCKING BURROWS SCORES. We all go fucking nuts. We continue watching nervously, drinking our anxiety away. Marleau scores. We swear profusely. Kesler looks hurt. A feeling of dread comes over me. I really really hope Kes is okay. He comes back. It takes some time, but he starts to look like his normal self. I say “Cmon boys, gotta win this third period”. Gooch scores 45 seconds in. We all rage and drink more. We watch the rest of the third with such incredible anxiety. 1 minute left in the game. We are all on our feet, physically WILLING the Canucks to tie it up. Hank shoots from the point, and Kesler tips it in. We go fucking NUTS. Highfiving each other, hugging each other, screaming our heads off about Kesler putting the team on his back. . We drink more in the intermission. 1OT starts. Luie puts his team on his fucking back. 2OT starts. Canucks pressuring. Everything looks sloppy. Higgy gets a chance to win it, fucks up. Edler shoots in… it bounces back to… Juice… at this point my friend actually screams “ITS AT THE POINT!”. Juice shoots it… it goes in.. we literally erupt in jubliation. We are screaming, jumping up, hugging each other. I think two guys tackled my friend who screamed it was at the point. We are going fucking nuts. Absolutely NUTS. Kevin fucking Bieksa… wow. And to think at the beginning of the season some of us wanted you gone. A great way to encapsulate his season. Bieksa goes from the goat… to the hero. I slam two more beers and head downtown. Incredibly drunk at this point. I meet up with some other Canucks fans and we celebrate and talk about the victory together. I go down to Granville, start high-fiving random people. I meet up with my girlfriend on Robson and Granville. We randomly meet her brother. We walk down Granville for a bit, celebrate with our fellow fans and decide to head back home. I cant drive because Im drunk, but we get a ride home from her brother. Fuck…. such incredible madness. I love this team. I love this city. Stanley Cup Finals, here we come.
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by Chuckles Canuckles on May 25, 2011 7:37 PM PDT reply actions
i was at home, after having screamed yelled and shaken during the first 3 periods and 1st overtime, i was tired by the time the 2nd overtime came around…until higgins got the breakaway, after that sitting on the edge of my seat until mayhem ensued in the living room, all of it coming from me! hugged me friend screaming “burrows!!!” not realizing it was bieksa… what an amazing game, friends asked if i was crying, but those tears are reserved if we go all the way…. ;p
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