was a little bittersweet, but also very encouraging.
It seemed like the Blues were just as capable of playing as well as Chicago did against Vancouver, so watching them score more goals on Luongo in 60 minutes than we did in 17 periods sucked ass.
Saying that, the Hawks were shit two years ago. They had nothing going for them, and they were stuck in a rut. A Wirtz death and #1 draft pick later, they're revitalized, and now they're in the conference finals.
While I was watching that, I couldn't help but feel that's St. Louis advancing to the conference finals in the next three years. That's Oshie pumping his fist after his 7th goal of the series in front of the raucous fans at the DrinkScotch Center. That's Mason raising his arms in jubilation as the clock strikes zero.
Our time is drawing near, and it's awesome to be a small part of it.