Stanley Cup. […] Those who were printing invitations to the coronation […] must have quickly forgotten the first two games of this series, the games in which the New Jersey Devils […] were one decent break away from winning each game. That’s why Darryl Sutter scoffed and brayed last night when asked about the Kings’ difficulty in completing a sweep. It’s sort of like asking a basketball player about missing three out of four midcourt shots. […] Some of the talk now, most likely, will be about how the Kings are perfect on the road. That, again, misses the point. […] The bottom line remains the same […]: the Kings need to win one more game.
My favorite part of all of this is how the talking heads (no, not those Talking Heads) whip themselves up in a frenzy with their own made-up narratives (“destiny” “inevitability” “unbeatable” “historic”), and then wheel around and mock their own made-up story like it betrayed them (e.g. “The cup was the Kings’ for the taking and they couldn’t finish”). As I have said more than once, it’s a win-win for them. They set their little plot in motion, and then if it doesn’t work out, then that’s the story. They did the same thing with Shane Doan American Hero, the wily veteran of character who at last will get his shot at the Cup (like they had seen that Lanny McDonald ad too many times). And then, when he craps out in a spectacular firestorm of idiocy, they’re flailing around to make that fit their dopey story-line, and their irritation at having to scramble to do this is palpable.