It is rare, if that even comes close to describing it, that both baseball teams in this town play important games at the same time, if at all. But watching these games last night, and looking forward to the rest of the cubs' fans annoying Wisconsin residents and the White Sox stay in a Minneapolis garage I can't help but look forward to this winter when the Hawks will once again be playing important, big games.
Not since the Men of Four Feathers were skating on the 185-foot surface across the street have they consistently had big games. Games where you spend the whole day with a strange energy, there's a real buzz in the air, where work is an impossibility, where you try and think of new and creative ways to call the Blues or Red Wings 3rd line center a faggot all day long. Sure, there were a couple last season, but deep down we knew we weren't going to make the post season. Barring some real goofiness from Savard, always a possibility, or a litany of injuries, and knowing the Hawks training staff, maybe that's more than a possibility, the Hawks will be a playoff team, if not a conference contender. And we will have those days again, which we more than deserve, quite frankly.