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AFTER THE FALL

The beards came off, the suits came on and the players reluctantly walked out. With their hair still wet, many Red Wings looked like what they were: a bunch of athletes not ready to be wearing street clothes, not ready to be done, but done just the same. Kris Draper...
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PITTY PARTY

The last 6 minutes could have ripped out your insides. Fans on their feet, screeching their vocal cords. The Red Wings surging, their lungs burning, as they chased the only thing that mattered. One goal. One goal. One goal could make up for the whole night and turn...
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CRUNCH TIME FOR ALL, OZZIE EVEN MORE

There is no measuring this. The distance between winner and loser tonight is wider than any canyon or crater, as vast as space or time. One team forever will be engraved on the Stanley Cup for 2009, and one team never will be. So there’s your distance: between...
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ONE FOR ALL

PITTSBURGH – In the final, maddening seconds, the Red Wings had their goalie off the ice, the other goalie out of his net, Johan Franzen in front, slamming his stick, and only Pittsburgh defenseman Rob Scuderi playing netminder, spread on the ice, kick-saving...
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Obama Speech May Fall on Deaf Ears

How many members in your family, your close family, the family that comes to birthday parties or Christmas Eve celebrations? Ten? Twenty? I bet it’s fewer than 40.

How about your friends – your close friends, the ones who call when you’re sick, the ones who share vacations? How many? I bet it’s fewer than 40.

How about your church, your synagogue, your mosque – people you know there, you shake hands with, you well-wish? Twenty? Thirty? Again, fewer than 40, right?

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Recharged

After every Red Wings’ score, Pittsburgh goalie Marc-Andre Fleury has a habit of skating to the corner to try to get his anger out. Saturday night, there were a lot of quick trips. The Wings would score, Fleury would skate to the corner – and into a sea of Wings fans cheering and banging the glass. Finding no relief, he’d curl back to his net.

He did this after the first, the second, the third and the fourth Detroit goals. Finally, after the fifth, he took a longer skate – all the way to his bench, clomping through the door, and headed down the tunnel, done for the night.

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No Kidding

PITTSBURGH – Uh-oh.

This is not good. I don’t want to say signs are ominous, but if the Red Wings passed a fortune teller right now, they would hide their palms in their pockets. The stars came out for the Penguins on Thursday night, and it is officially no longer last year anymore.

Last year, the Stanley Cup finals were never tied. Last year, the only team with a chance to win in six was the Wings. Last year, Sidney Crosby seemed a lot younger, and Evgeni Malkin seemed like just one man, instead of the five he looked like in Game 4 – here, there, everywhere.