The long and winding road to a home Game Seven: A play-by-play

Two tickets to paradiseSaturday, Apr. 25

11:57 pm – The Tampa Bay Lightning had just lost Game Five at home.  Confidently, I send a text to Dr. Milhouse that reads simply “I want a game seven ticket.”  The odds suggest there is no way the Lightning could win another game in Detroit and force a deciding Game Seven back in Tampa.  I disagreed.  I send the text to secure my ticket.

Sunday, Apr. 26

6:00 am – The early-to-rise Milhouse replies.  “You got it,” his message read.  “It’s going to be a party.”  Of this I was certain.

Monday, Apr. 27

7:00 pm or thereabouts – The Lightning take to the ice in a must-win Game Six in Detroit.  Lose this game and not only is their season over but so are the festivities Dr. Milhouse had promised.

7:04 pm or thereabouts – Tyler Johnson scores his sixth goal of the playoffs putting the Lightning up 1-0.  At that very moment, my crowded bar becomes most assuredly louder than Joe Louis Arena.  Despite Detroit making things interesting, it was a lead the Lightning would never relinquish.

Tuesday, Apr. 28

3:49 am – I Tweet to Dr. Milhouse “The two best words in sports are ‘Game Seven.’ Six even better words are ‘I’ve got tickets to Game Seven.’”   Truer words have never been spoken.  Let the countdown begin.

8:35 pm or thereabouts – Dr. Milhouse hand delivers the tickets.  A healthy high five is exchanged.

8:50 pm – I text a picture of my tickets to J-Dub.  His reply reads simply “God speed, buddy…”  Despite his under-confident blessing, I feel good about the Lightning’s chances in a must win Game Seven at home.  Then I recall how both they and the Los Angeles Clippers had lost must win Game Fives, also at home.  Dub’s lack of assurance suddenly makes sense.

Wednesday, Apr. 29

7:02 am – After another long night of work, I finally fall asleep, wondering how many players were suffering from the same sense of anticipation.

Billy Donovan11:57 am – I wake up to news that Billy Donovan’s talks with the Oklahoma City Thunder are heating up.  I think about the doozy of a post I will eventually write about his tenure and where that will leave the program… not necessarily in that order.  Basically every one of his players had either transferred or become eligible for the NBA Draft.  Plus the opportunity to coach Kevin Durant and Russell Westbrook would be tough to turn down.  I thought to myself, God Speed, Coach Donovan.

1:04 pm – With my account in good standing, I place my daily wagers with the Ice Cream Man: a few parlays, a few run lines, a few dogs.  We contemplate whether to protect my $50 future bet on the Lightning at 14-to-1.  I decide to let it ride.

1:58 pm – I lather on some SPF 30 and head out to the pool for an hour or so before game time.  Detroit may have their Motown but I have my Wednesday poolside.  I play Marvin Gaye on my iPhone to celebrate both traditions.

2:41 pm – A love bug flies up my right nostril awakening me from a blissful slumber.  That could only mean good luck.

2:55 pm – Plans are made to meet pre-game and tailgate Ybor City style, with a nice meal, a cocktail or two, a cigar and some people watching.  The plan would not be deviated from.

5:10 pm – I light a cigar, perhaps prematurely, but hey, when in Ybor…

7:41 pm – The puck drops.  Amalie Arena is deafening.

Bishop7:43 pm – Within the first eighty seconds of the game, Detroit tallies five quick shots on goal.  None get past 6’7” goalie Ben Bishop.

8:15 pm – The first period ends with both teams having plenty of opportunities to score.  Neither team does.  In a series where the first goal scored matters so much, tension runs high going into Period Two.

9:11 pm – The second period ends with both teams again failing to cash in on scoring chances.  Detroit doubles up Tampa Bay on the shots on goal count, 23-12.  The score remains tied at zero.

9:27 pm – Lightning defenseman Braydon Coburn scores four minutes into the third period.  The building erupts.

10:03 pm – With less than two minutes remaining in the game, Anton Stralman scores an empty net goal, all but sealing a Lightning victory.  Chants of “Let’s Go Lightning!” echo throughout the arena.

10:06 pm – The final buzzer sounds.  That’s all she wrote.  Ben Bishop has fittingly pitched a shutout.

10:24 pm – Finally outside the stadium, I exhale for the first time.  My hockey addiction continues.  Thank you again, Dr. Milhouse and um… BRING ON MONTREAL!!!

 

12 thoughts on “The long and winding road to a home Game Seven: A play-by-play

  1. Kudos to the Lightning and their defeat of the Red Wings !

    Nothing more needs to be said about the Thunder’s hire of Billy Donovan , other than it being a smart move .

  2. Game 7’s rule. Glad your team won for you.

    Bishop’s 6′-7″?
    Damn.

    I’ve always wondered why some team never tried to strap some skates on some 500 pound monster from Tonga and park his fat ass in the crease.

    Who’s gonna sneak a puck past that without Vaseline?

  3. I’m glad that bullshit playoff series is over. It makes sense that a Red Wings fan in Tampa burned a Lightning flag. Both teams unfairly tortured their fans by being downplayed by defense

  4. Al…

    And tonight they take a double overtime game in Montreal, making that six straight against the Canadiens this season?

    Things are about to get interesting.

  5. Is anyone glad that yesterday, the Lightning’s play returned to being awfully boring? I hope that goaltending isn’t the only thing the announcers have to talk about, during the whole second round.

  6. Hello Triple SC,
    I sure enjoyed your play by play; got my adrenaline going again! That game 7 was awesome on Wednesday and was fun to quickly “textabrate” with you. I hung in for the double OT on Friday for Game 1 – even chose the Lightning game over Yanks at Red Sox! I’m waving my Lightning foam finger;)

  7. It was awesome, Dee Dee. Also going to Game Four this week.

    How about today’s game against Montreal, huh?

    They are looking real damn good.

  8. Oh yes! I was watching game 2 also when I posted last night. Lightning certainly look awesome!! I did a quick search for tickets, but we can’t go:(
    So glad the Lightning gave me some sports excitement over the weekend to recover from the Mayweather vs. Pacquiao damn snooze fest.
    Dee Dee

  9. Dee Dee…

    So you watched the fight? Where did you watch? At your place or a house party? I heard it was a tad anti-climactic.

    Now comes news that Pacquiao had a bum shoulder and a potential rematch could be scheduled. Who’s writing this script? Sylvester Stallone?

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