WINNIPEG, Manitoba -- This wasn't Montreal. It wasn't some cathartic event cast against a crumbling cathedral.
This wasn't Toronto, either. It wasn't some front-to-finish systematic shutdown against an overhyped opponent that hasn't won a thing in, what, half a century?
No, if I had to splice this one down to a single sequence, it'd very much be these 24 seconds:
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We're a billion miles from Brazil, but that's some samba-level soccer right there, baby.
I know, nothing actually resulted. Stick with me.
Because from this press box perch on this Monday night at Canada Life Centre, the most significant separator between the Penguins' 3-1 rally past the Jets and the first couple victories on this perfect, possibly transformational three-game Canadian trip was very much that they'd have their faith tested one final time before flying home.