Penguins win!

Wow. What a game. I really hope people tuned in to watch the Penguins beat the Red Wings in three overtimes. That is one LONG, intense game, and if it didn't convince some people to become more interested in hockey, then I'm really, really confused. As time went on, the Pittsburgh players understandably became more frantic, as their season could come to a close at the flash of the puck, yet they became more tired since they were pouring out everything they had. Seeing such a display of determination in the face of almost inevitable defeat reminds me of what sports is all about. The Penguins just wanted to win.

In my high school soccer experience, my team played the part of the Penguins in the district tournament - the underdog against the favored "Red Wings." Sitting on the bench, I didn't care if we lost. That meant the season would just be over, and I could have more free time to do what I wanted, instead of pining for playing time in futility. I guess I didn't have the right attitude. I couldn't ever be a Penguin.