This is the time of year when every disenfranchised Canadian hockey fan whose team isn’t in the Stanley Cup finals must decide which is the lesser of the two remaining evils in the championship series. There are plenty of reasons, however, to wish both teams would lose. For the third year in a row we have a Stanley Cup series that pits the old against the new, a Canadian team against an American one, a city in which ice does in fact form of natural earthly causes against a city where by rights Our Game ought to be played on surfboards.
I stopped paying attention to hockey after Guy Lefleur left the Montréal Canadiens to play for some American team. Until today I had no idea which two teams were in the Stanley Cup finals. I’m sure I’ll have already forgotten by the time I go to bed tonight. But this entertaining article by Jonathan Adams makes me almost wish I was a hockey fan again.