OK, it was painful. Cheering for the blue team last night was difficult to say the least. It felt unnatural. It took me about half an hour to get used to it. I would celebrate a dropped pass or a two-and-out, then realize I’m supposed to be cheering for these guys for this one game, not relishing in their failure, which I usually do.
And all this for what? Nothing. Now we are one loss or one Winnipeg win away from elimination from the playoffs.
[At this point many of you will say that we don’t deserve to be in the playoffs, yada, yada, yada. Maybe so, but a guy can dream and that’s the topic of many other posts].