Champions depicts the Washington Capitals in a medieval setting. As knights in solemn triumph having just slain hockey’s equivalent of St. George’s dragon, they gather to in court to receive Lord Stanley’s Cup from two… — well they’re dwarfs, aren’t they? Settling a nagging question, [painter Alexsandr] Reut tells me the little people are part of the painting’s dark-ages milieu and don’t represent anyone.
If that’s not jinx enough, let me present the blog musings of one John Riggins, under the headline “We're In For a Championship Run.
The early wrath of the Caps [in Game 5] evoked all the movies, where one group is being overrun by another, and for some reason Zulu comes to mind. The Rangers had to know early on it was going to be a long days journey into night.
I was not surprised at how the game concluded, because of what had happened in the last game in New York. They found the kernels of self-reliance and trust in that game, and as a team, have entered another portal. It was paramount they understood the importance of the lesson learned in New York. The x’s and o’s, the physical and tactical part of what they do on the ice came to harvest at the begging of this series, but the honing of their mental edge took its first few strokes on the oil stone the last two games!
I mean, once John Riggins says your team has entered another portal, you know things are getting serious.