"Oh rest ye, brother mariners, we will not wander more"

The end of all things...
Don't blame McCreary. Don't blame Green. Don't blame Semin. Don't blame The Establishment. Don't blame Ted. Don't blame the keep. Don't blame McPhee. Don't blame your pre-game ritual. Don't blame The Man. Don't blame your once lucky skivvies. Don't blame the ice. Don't blame the coaching staff. Don't blame the crowd. Don't blame the Hockey Gods.

Winning a series is a team effort.
Crapping the bed is a team effort.
Stepping up is a team effort.
Giving two shits is a team effort.

One team came to play.

One team was true to its identity.

One team religiously stuck to its system.

One team decided to give it all.

One team showed tenacity.

One team won.

As a uniquely brilliant and sagacious man once said:

"Oh rest ye, brother mariners, we will not wander more"

Over and out, bitches. Over and out.