Game 7

As previously announced, you guys are on your own for the climactic game of a very long hockey season.

My dear friend, the beautiful barrister, is singing Tosca at La Scala tonight, and I’m on a 9 a.m. flight to Milan. Should make it just in time for the curtain to rise … just as the curtain falls on hockey for 2008-’09.

In the immortal words of the Grateful Dead, what a long strange trip it’s been.

I’d review the Canadiens’ season, but would rather save my tears for Puccini.

As a special treat for Habs Inside/Out readers, the Living Legend of Sports Journalism is handling the live blog tonight:

Pre-game: That rocket’s red glare song sounds familiar. I think they used to sing it at the Olympia.

1P 20:00: Come with me now to the anxious moments before Game 6 of the 1958 final …

Just kidding. Red Fisher will be home watching the game … like everyone except me.

Enjoy it and post lots of Comments.

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