Tomorrow night is going to be CRAZY. June 19th seems like such a long time ago now, but already a whole season has passed since the Canes won the Cup. Tomorrow night, we're raising the banner. Not even all of the season ticket holders were able to get tickets, but we are going to be among the privileged 18-thousand or so in the building.
I've actually been trying to ignore all of the training camp and preseason noise -- none of it really matters anyway. Already I've heard that people are a little concerned because they were 1-4 in their pre-season schedule; last year I think they were 2-6 and you can see how that turned out. After the "magical" run in 2002 that ended once we hit the brick wall that was the Detroit Red Wings, we came back the next year and placed 29th in the 30 team league. Lesson learned.
I was cleaning out my office the other day and found the Sports Illustrated NHL preview issue from last year. They had the Canes pegged to finish 28th or 29th and basically said our GM was delusional for thinking we'd win it all. Maybe a lesson learned there too. (This year they have them 4th in the East.)
I've got my game bag packed and a plan to meet mom & Wayne in our normal spot so we can pick up our customary tailgating food (Chinese takeout). Their flagship station replayed Game 7 tonight and I was just reminded of what that night was like, despite all my attempts to keep the excitement at bay. I'm so excited now I feel like a kid on Christmas Eve. I hope I sleep tonight. I hope THEY sleep tonight.
Bring on Buffalo. Game on.
To see how the boys spent their summer vacations, click here.
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