I wish it was the best-of-107 games.
Watching the Wings and Avalanche play their best-of-seven epic reminds me of the first few seconds after watching "Usual Suspects" or listening to songs four, five and six on U2's "The Joshua Tree" CD.
(Hold on. Gotta go get the CD and put it in the computer while I type the rest of this. In fact, I just got an idea as I typed that last sentence. I don't plan these things. I like to let them happen. Like a Dave Matthews concert.)
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