It’s Game 66. Shut up, Pens fans.
How quickly things change. If this game was happening one month ago, I’d be screaming from the rooftops that the entirety of the Bruins season depends on the outcome of this one game. Because I’m just an alarmist cunt trying to get clicks on my shitty hockey blog. The truth is that the standings were not shining favorably on the Bruins and a divisional loss could have been the death note in the symphony of farts that was this season. In fact, it was the Bruins’ David Carradine-esque performance against the Maple Leafs just 30 days ago that changed the course of their year.