NHL Playoffs Hockey Resurrection, Game 7 Hopes, Superstitions, Maple Leafs vs Bruins

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BLOOMINGBURG, NYThe Walking Boss of this site talked yesterday of sports resurrections. I’m adding my beloved Boston Bruins of this year’s NHL Stanley Cup Playoffs to the list. The B’s looked like they were dead to rites in a Game 5 loss to the Toronto Maple Leafs so much that I didn’t expect much for yesterday’s Game 6 and paid greater attention to Easter dinner at my lady friend’s parent’s house. Baked ham, scalloped potatoes, homemade mac ‘n cheese and broccoli casserole were all on point. I’m not going to lie, especially on an Easter Sunday, but I get phone alerts off of the NHL app for all Bruins games. Every now and then I casually checked the phone.

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My gut feelings were correct. Halfway through the first period the Black and Gold gave up the game’s first goal in front of the Toronto faithful. Does it bother anybody else that Toronto doesn’t use the proper plural form of leaf? It’s leaves ya hosers! Eh! But I digress. I quickly forgot about checking my phone having thrown dirt on this hockey season in Beantown. Knowing hockey and the looks of a beaten team, for much of this series the Bruins have looked slow-footed and very flat or unmotivated. There was the passing of potatoes and shooting the sh!t at the table rather than watching the passing and shooting of pucks of the televised game.

A good hour and a half went by before sneaking a peek at the phone. @CheesyBruin pees on the NY RangersBruins 3, Leafs 1. What? Being very superstitious, I was thinking maybe I need to act like I don’t care when it comes to this team. Hinging on every pass, shot, hit, or save does little for my nerves and maybe my negative energy expended on the action has something to do with how the Bruins perform. Am I jinxing the team by watching games? My hopes rise in biblical proportion and tell my girlfriend the Bruins are up by two goals in the third period. What happens next? Leafs score. Fifteen minutes left in the game and I’m just waiting for the other shoe to drop. A collapse is coming. Last alert buzzes in my shirt pocket. An empty net Brad Marchand goal ices it for the Bees. The final score is announced as I just can’t hold it in (sorry Rangers fans).

Game 7 Tuesday night. In Boston. Second straight year these two teams have gone the distance. Rise up. The sun is shining. Lots of positivity running through my body and mind. I want to wave the Bruins team flag before the game Tuesday night. I want to sing the National Anthem. I want to suit up and knock the snot out of a Leafs player. I AM PUMPED! A Game 7 NHL Playoff game is what a sports fan, a hockey nut, lives for. In under three hours the Black and Gold resurrection fittingly occurred on an Easter Sunday. Don’t let me down boys!

Come back tomorrow for Ben Whitney, who is always challenging our Walking Boss.

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A man amongst men. Cheesy Bruin kicked cancer to the curb - twice. The Cheese Man's a big, tough teddy-bear who survived the Bronx despite being an unabashed Boston Bruins fan and Sargent-At-Arms for Angry Ward's Urban Spur Posse. Nuff said. Doctors have taken most of this throat and had to make him a new tongue from thigh-meat (his own) and still he won't shut up about the Bruins, Cowboys, Pirates and Cleveland Cavaliers. And yes, his kids do love him.

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