Last Wednesday, June 9th to be exact, will be a day i will never forget, ever. I was suppose to go play soccer, but decided to take a very long nap before going out to the bar for game 6 of the Stanley Cup Finals between the Chicago Blackhawks and the Philadelphia Flyers.
I arrived at the bar a little before 6pm, and grabbed a seat at the bar and saved a few as well for some friends. No joke, within 15 minutes, Ryans Public house was filling up, there were people coming in and saving tables, sliding tables together, hell even the back room that i have not seen really used for a hockey game was filling up. By 6:30 the bar was full, beer like Guinness and Summer Ale was pouring from the taps, as was miller Lite which was only 6 bucks for a pitcher, so you could guess that i was drinking that, its cheap and it gets the job done.
Everyone was very anxious, my friends had finally arrived, so the seats i had been saving were filled and everyone was anticipating the start of the game. Soon food started to fly out of he kitchen, everyone trying to get a bite in before the game started. Its hard to eat and give all of your attention to the TV in a pivotal game 6 for the Hawks, they win this one they win it all.
Soon the game started, the singing of God Bless America sucked, and does not even compare to the singing of the National Anthem at the United Center, and the noise, the noise at the UC is defyning. Everyone at the bar was on the edge of there seats through out the game. A very well played game by both teams. My phone began to blow up, friends texting me, asking me if i was watching the game and were i was, I told them and even had some surprised visitors come to the bar which made the evening even more enjoyable.
It was amazing, nobody and i mean nobodies eyes left the TVs until the end of the periods, that's when the lines formed for the bathrooms and the back and front patios filled up with smokers talking about the game and there predictions.
The game was intense and for every goal the Hawks scored there was free shots going around which made it even more fun and exciting.
Hawks were up by one goal in the third period and then the Flyers tied it up and the game went into overtime.
During overtime Ryans got so loud, people were standing and hanging on every play, 4 minutes into overtime, Patrick Kane gets the puck and makes a horizontal shot at the goal and some how it slides through the 5 hole and scores, game over or is it. Nobody new if the game was over, did he score or did he not. Kane knew he did, the bar went silent for a moment until they showed the replay, then this place went crazy. They played Chelseas Dagger on the jukebox and everyone was cheering, high fiving, hugging, I never have been in this atmosphere before, it was unbelievable. By this time i had quite a buzz going, i went out to smoke with everyone else near the street and people were going by honking there horns and cheering out there windows as they passed the bar.
I did not want the night to end, surrounded by great Hawks fans and friends, what more could i ask for. My night ended at 2:30am, and unfortunately i had to be at work at 5am that morning. It was well worth it, the road through the playoffs was amazing and I would not take back anything saw every game, cheered for the victories and asked my self why when they lost. Its not everyday you get to be a part of history these days, but this day i was and will always remember this for ever and even eventually tell my kids about the Blackhawks and there championship, One Goal was the Hawks motto and it was accomplished, lets see what happens next year.......
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