As we said on Friday, it wasn't right to gloat on such a glorious evening. We knew that our Game 7 recap, to us anyway, would echo in eternity on the Internet. We didn't want to click that link four years from now and see us jobbing Red Wings fans.
But this post now is the equivalent of a slow-burning cigarette after the sweet sensory sex we've all been experiencing over the past however many hours.
The schadenfreude part of us wanted to go into the depths of the Red Wings internet to lap up some tears.
If Joe Denardo was still doing the weather, he would have issued a Monsoon Warning.
After the jump, we decide to dig the knife a little deeper.
Because we are all class.
Our first stop is The Chief over at A2Y.
We politely asked him late Friday night to deliver our blogger championship belt in prompt fashion.
He had to write up some big-time post
and Crosby, but finally sent us the belt.
He gives praise to the many Pens fans on the Internet who have exhibited class amidst the Pens win.
Going after the team and me for the way I write is one thing, and it’s expected. But to those PensBlog readers who have come here before, during and after the Final to use it as a means to rub Michigan’s economic tragedy in the faces of those who have been devastated....you are despicable. And if the PensBlog operators are aware of it and not doing something about it, you’re no better and that’s a fact.
No idea how we're supposed to be "doing something about it."
The Chief says the Wings lost because of injuries and officiating. Whatever that means.
Did everyone notice how, in Games 1-6, the city of Detroit's woes were in the backseat?
But as soon as Game 7 loomed, everyone was saying "the city of Detroit deserves this."
What the city deserves is furnaces in their basements, 'cause it's so cold in the D.
Besides this comment above, which we found simply because we were quote-mining, a lot has to be said about the commentors of at AZY.
Compared to the comments we've found in the other corners of the internet, the commentors holding the fort at A2Y are the real deal. No excessive complaining, Babesy Crysby comments held to a minimum, and numerous warnings of the crosshairs that will be on the Pens' backs next season.
Then we move to some toolsheds at LetsGoWings.com.
THE INJURY CARD
Nothing worth mentioning or screenshotting. Just people crying everywhere.
THE 'CROSBY SNUBBED THE HANDSHAKES' CARD
Apparently, Crosby was late getting to the handshake line after Game 7.
Kris Draper took off his invisibility cloak and had this to say:
Do you see the look on his face when he gets to the line. He's LOOKING for Lidstrom.
Here's the thread
talking about it.
We didn't know the world revolved around Nicklas Lidstrom.
Maybe he had to take his arthritis medicine in the locker room.
To think Crosby did this on purpose is moronic.
2:38 mark. Pens reach center ice, stop and look back for Crosby.
Lidstrom doesn't hesitate at all, just wants it over with.
He couldn't wait 15 more seconds for the word to get to Crosby, who hadn't even been able to hug his coach yet.
Lidstrom and Draper cry a little bit and then go off the ice.
Lidstrom = very sore loser.
3:55 mark. Crosby goes and shakes hands.
Johan Franzen, who isn't a Lidstrom apologist, actually goes back to find Crosby to talk about the hit in the second period.
More than a few Penguins missed the handshake line.
Funny that Draper doesn't defend his boyfriend by talking about all the other guys, too.
THE OFFICIATING CARD
Our guess is they're talking about Game 7 in Washington, 36 minutes of which the Pens had no need to get close to a Caps player.
You got that right. woooooo
Apparently, Red Wings fans wanted this to be an icing call.
Orpik shoots it from behind the red line:
Linesman waving off the icing; an icing that never gets called anyway.
Stuart making an egregious turnover:
The "red jersey" knew it wasn't icing. Get over it.
This was just for shits.
Here's Kronwall hitting the crossbar. Beautiful.