Moose Head
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Never cried, but the saddest I’ve been is when Denis Herron allowed a late bad goal in Game 7 of the 1980 playoffs ending the Habs dynasty.
1991, Bruins lost the ECF to the Pens after winning Games 1 and 2.
Life is so much more important than sports. Given this, the only time I cried about something that happened on NHL ice was this:
The Brad May goal never bothered me because they were already down 0-3 in the series
17 seconds in the 2013 SCF I felt like I was shot.
Game 7 in the 2019 SCF was painful.
But there is ONE Game that changed hockey history back in 1971 - It was only Game 2 but
Ken Dryden looked overmatched and if the B's hadn't let up he almost certainly would have just gone to law school. Bobby Orr says it was the worst game of his career.
Crying is fine if your dog dies or whatever. If I'm watching a game with you and you start crying I'm going to leave.
thanks for sharing this. My dads an old guy. I told him I saw clips from this game online and he got super excited. He’s been talking about old habs hockey for 30 mins now lol
this game in particular is pretty rooted in his brain but I never knew anything about it
Actually cried? Never. Since I was a teenager I recall crying a handful of times. When my dad was diagnosed with terminal cancer and when he passed, and when I had to put down my family dog (held it together to be strong for everyone until I was alone and had my moment).
I've been worked up, I've been angry, I've jumped and nearly hit the ceiling when they've won, I've felt all kinds of emotions and all of that but I can't say I have ever cried over the game good or bad.
Might be my upbringing, different from how a lot of men are raised today (not negative).
When that Boone HR happened I was so miserable I resorted to killing off the bottle of vodka I had stashed in my dorm... I don't remember the rest of that night after a certain point, but I know I at least didn't end up getting alcohol poisoning from it.2003 ALCS. Aaron F'n Boone.
I didn't cry but I was so angry. I had an anger problem back then and sports filled the voids that I had in my life emotionally. Playoffs were the most important things to me at that time in my life (early 20s).
After that homerun, I punched a few walls, and I broke a futon in my apartment. I sort of thought I was good to go and went downstairs and outside to my car to go to work that evening and I saw my crowbar and tools in the backseat (old crappy 92 Subaru legacy). I proceeded to smash a few windows and mirrors and a couple lights. Drove to work (was about 1 mile away) and then parked my car and started to vent again by just wailing on the car for about 10-15 minutes.
Cops were called and they asked me what I was doing. I told them I was pissed off and wanted to hit my car. Cops were surprised to hear it was my car and asked for ID and registration. They then asked what the reason was I was doing this for. I told them the Yankees pissed me off. They kind of rolled their eyes and asked me to stop because I was scaring some of the factory workers.
I went into work and didn't talk to anyone all night. Coworkers would say hi and ask questions and I just couldn't talk lol.
I have since gotten much calmer in life and those days are past. LOL
For hockey I was at game 7 of the Hurricanes Bruins series in 08/09. That team was so much fun to watch. After the Scott Walker OT goal, I kind of just crumpled into my seat and didn't move until I was asked to leave by TD Garden personnel. That team was so much fun to watch and a lot of us thought they were due for a deep playoff run that year.