The Predators Celebration Tells You Everything You Need To Know About Last Night's Triple Overtime Thriller
Okay, so maybe it's not fair to describe a solid forecheck that resulted in a turnover, a shot on goal, and a perfectly placed rebound as a "crazy bounce". The Nashville Predators definitely earned that game winner, but it would still be tough to say that they were the better team last night. The San Jose Sharks had so many point blank chances to score that it seemed like a foregone conclusion that they were going to take a 3-1 series lead. That's why we all should have known that that's exactly what they weren't going to do. The longer that game went on the more sure I became that Nashville was going to come out victorious because you can only fail to capitalize on so many opportunities before the hockey god's revoke your right to win.
The celebration that ensued after Mike Fisher evened the series in triple overtime is exactly the type of celebration I would expect from a team that had played 5+ periods of hockey. It's also the type of celebration I would expect from a team that knew it was hanging on by a thread. If I was a Predators fan I probably would have been in the ER by the end of the second overtime because the ice was so titled that it must have been impossible for them to shake the feeling of impending doom. If I wasn't being fed IV's while strapped to a hospital bed then I would have gleefully thrown myself on the floor right along with half the Predators bench. They didn't just beat the Sharks last night, they beat fate. Have to imagine that the player's felt that a little bit too. That's why they had no problem looking like an automated glitch in a video game by flinging themselves over the boards knee first in synchronization. They stole that one, and their eagerness to get out of there as soon as possible by any means necessary certainly speaks to that.
P.S. Might want to put aside some Snickers for Shea Weber in case any more games go to overtime. He's not himself when he's hungry...