I think I am in love. The type of love that gives you butterflies in your stomach that you can’t get rid of, like forever. Or until next years playoffs start anyway.
The new love of my life is Milan Lucic.
I fell in love with him yesterday after seeing him being interviewed on television. What he was saying is irrelevant it was the smile on his face that drew me in. It gave me butterflies and for the first time since this whole playoff run started I actually saw the Bruins winning this thing.
He looked so happy. He looked determined. He looked like his dream was coming true and he just couldn’t hide the smile. It just gave me butterflies. His happiness was my happiness. Isn’t that what love is all about?
I think I want the Bruins to win this thing not just for my own selfish reasons but for the team itself. This team has been through a lot. It can’t be fun being the only professional team left in Boston not to have a title in this century. (The Revolution don’t have a title but they blew more chances then most teams are ever given. They only have themselves to blame)
The Boston Bruins deserve this. The players on this team deserve to walk around town and be recognized as Champions. Tim Thomas deserves this because he is 37 years old and has had to put up with more crap from the idiot radio guys then anyone this side of Paul Pierce could ever deserve. Cam Neely deserves this because he couldn’t win a Stanley Cup as a player and Milan Lucic deserves this because his joy gave me butterflies not for myself but for him.