I didn’t cry, because it’s ridiculous to cry over such a thing, but the 2014 WCF Game 7 OT loss was the biggest gut punch I’ve ever felt in sports. Coming back from 3-1, Kane playing like a legend, it just felt like destiny that they’d beat the Kings and go on to win back to back Cups. Especially in retrospect because they could’ve realistically won 3 in a row and 4 in 6 years, being a true dynasty by anyone’s definition.
But that puck deflected off Leddy’s ass and we lost. It felt like watching Ned Stark die or the Red Wedding. Everything looked like it was back on track and we were in the clear, then it was just all over out of nowhere. Handshake line, better luck next year. Just brutal. All’s well that ends well though! I’ve always loved the Kings and we couldn’t have lost to a more worthy opponent. Great great great series.