And so it goes for the Wings

As so it goes, another hockey season cut short by a younger, faster, more desperate team.
As Edmonton goes on to the next round, the Red Wings return home silently with heads hung low, weary from the weight of our hopes on their shoulders. It has become a pattern in the last few years. The Wings place at the top of their league only to be swept away in the first round of the playoffs. Anyone who said the playoffs are a different game looks quite intelligent right now. Discipline out played by desperation. Puck control passed up by speed. You only have to look at the amount of times an Oiler lay his body into the path of a 100 MPH slapshot to realize who was willing to go the farthest in the quest for Lord Stanleys Cup. As our hearts slow and our thoughts turn to other things to help us forget the season we must remember that they are our Red Wings. We also need to thank them. They gave us a great season, albeit one cut short by a team who gave everything they had to move up.
No sooner had I turned off the TV when I was already thinking of next year and what changes will be made to ensure this bad karma is cured. I can’t imagine Steve Yzerman returning next year. He gave it everything he had, but in the end sheer will was not enough to overcome the challenge he faced. He is and always will be The Captain. Our Captain. His mark will be left on the team for years to come as all other Captains will be measured against his shadow. His leadership will serve as an example of how to lead, and for that we are grateful. We wish it could have been while holding the Cup but it wasn’t meant to be. He has earned his retirement and with it our respect.

So Detroit, what will it be when they return home? A scowl or a cheer? I for one will be cheering them. It’s the least I can do for my Detroit Red Wings.

Let's show them the class they deserve as we look toward next year...