Last night I came home to listen to the Bruins-Blackhawks Stanley Cup game on WBZ.
My other choice was to view the sixth game at my local sports bar Mullanes, but I was exhausted after a long day of swinging a sledge hammer. Accompanied to bed by a ‘Gansett beer, I heard the game seesaw from 1-0 to 1-1 and then 2-1 in the Bruins favor in the last minutes of the 3rd period.
Winter seemed destined to last another day, however the Blackhawks pulled their goalie and evened up the match and 17 seconds later score the game-winner before a stunned TD Garden.
Ice melted everywhere across the Western Hemisphere and summer came to me with the smell of honeysuckle in the air.
It’s a nice smell.