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Where does the good go

OMIGOSH OMIGOSH OMIGOSH

Okay, so I chose “Last Goodbye” as song of the day because I really truly had ZERO belief that the Rangers would win last night. NONE. ZILCH. ZIP. NONAROONIE.

BUT THEN THEY DID! IT WAS CRAZY!!

FIVE TO NOTHING. *ON THE ROAD* I swear, I almost cried watching them do the handshake line with smiles all over their faces. Except Torts. He doesn’t smile.

LUNDQVIST GOT BACK TO BACK SHUT OUTS!! If I ever meet Henrik Lundqvist I’m hugging him until they call security.

(Though, if I ever meet Tom Brady, I’m hugging HIM until the local police come and carry me away.)

It’s funny that after ALL that, we don’t even get a banner or sumshit to hang! THAT SERIES WAS HAARRRDD!! We were down 2-0! The whole game last night I kept telling VinNay that I was filling with hope.

“Horrible horrible hope.”

And now we face Boston, another team that we beat in the regular season series, though they did get four points of the available nine. I’m biting my nails. A bitter rift has now divided Patriots Nation on twitter, and I now stand alone against my former sports family. But, I’m hopeful.

Stupidly, horribly, awfully hopeful.

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