I know you guys came back from being down 3-0 against the Boston Bruins, but this is different.
The Blackhawks are playing some of the most unselfish, dominant, and physical hockey that they have all season. Players are stepping up, outhustling the Flyers, and taking over the game from the start of the first period.
Granted, it hasn’t been the best hockey we have ever seen, considering the first game produced a score of 5-4—no defense whatsoever, and game two was a bit slopping but the defenses finally came into their own. It was a nail-biter, but again the Blackhawks pulled away, and head to Philadelphia with a 2-0 series lead.
Lead by Patrick Kane, Martian Hossa, and Kris Versteeg, the Blackhawks appear to be unstoppable. I don’t know if the Blackhawks are necessarily better than the Flyers, but they are definitely out playing them, and it seems like they want to hoist the trophy more than the Flyers.
Whether the Flyers are still physically and emotionally drained from coming back to beat the Bruins, and then defeating the Montreal Canadians, is unknown. But losing by one goal in each game during this series has got to be heart breaking, and demoralization.
I know I would rather lose by a lot than a little, because in reality when the difference between winning or losing comes down to just a goal or two you start to think of the what ifs, and how close you came.
On the opposite side of the spectrum, the Flyers can use this to light a fire under their pads and say, “Hey, you know what, we have only lost by one goal in each contest, we can do this.”
Meanwhile, the Blackhawks haven’t been in this position during the playoffs. Since game one of the playoffs against the Predators, Canucks, and the Sharks, the Blackhawks have handled business, and gotten the job done. Nothing seems to be stopping them.
Regardless of Philly’s mindset, the Blackhawks have been dominating, and I don’t see the Flyers stopping that. Whether or not they can come back is to been seen, but in the mean time the Madhouse on Madison is in full force, and the song Chelsea Dagger is stuck in my head. Da Da Da Da Da DaDa DaDa Da.