Karlsson goes back to retrieve a puck in the third period, game tied 3-3. Yzerman tips his hat at Hedman who then gives a nod to Karlsson. 65 rips his #throwbackthursday jersey off for a white lightning uniform that was underneath the whole time. He picks up the puck and wires it past a bamboozled Craig Anderson on a breakaway. Karlsson puts his hands in the air right in front of the goalie and whispers so only he can hear: "Melnyk sends his regards".
The 8,000 fans (who's fault this is btw) in attendance begin to riot. Tossing jerseys, bobble heads, beer cans and human feces onto the ice. The game ends in pandemonium. It spills into the wasteland of Cyclone Taylor, cars begin role playing Twisted metal. Pedestrians line the street, unconscious... Maybe worse.
The roadwarriors make their way to the 417 and start torching everything they can on the way to the heart of the city. Crazy horse falls to ash, Ikea kindles up with cheap furniture and can be seen from space, the Ottawa U engineering building becomes a massive pressure cooker.
The rowdy fanatics make their way to parliament and use the undying centennial flame to burn down the whole thing starting at the west block. All of Canada now has no central government. The country is lawless and is soon consumed by the madness. Some survive on the coasts and up north. Everyone left living lays low in the wilds of the former Canadian forests, mountain and tundra... except for the roving pack of Sens Fanatics who kill anyone on sight.
Trump builds a wall on the northern border abandoning his xenophobic southern wall to face the real threat. He orders tactical nukes to be dropped... meanwhile Karlsson lifts his Stanley Cup on a beach in South Florida and smiles. He eats his meatballs out of the 100 year old mug and strokes his waxy moustache.