Well, the season of our absolute discontent ends today. What a shit show.
But, the Holland Failure pales in comparison (temporarily) to what this game means.
One more game at Joe Louis Arena.
One more game in the place where Steve Yzerman was essentially born, where Darren McCarty scored the greatest goal of his career a few months after he beat Claude Lemieux to a glorious, bloody pulp (about 90 minutes before he scored the second greatest goal of his career).
It's the place where the Cup was raised after 42 years of impotence, where Octopi flew, where Bowman skated, where Probert prowled, where "Don't Stop Believin'" became a legitimate anthem.