Avec une pensée pour Simon Gagné...
"At long last, Kings.
The game of small-town Canada has just been heisted by Hollywood. A group of bearded beach bums has just stolen sports' most chilling trophy and stuck it where the sun shines.
The most popular puck around here is no longer Wolfgang. Our hottest skaters are no longer in bikinis.
Heaven has frozen over. The Kings are 2012 Stanley Cup champions.
The first title in franchise history was earned on a monumental Monday in which a team's skittishness became greatness while a city's icy stare melted into tearful slush. Pushed to the edge of collapse, the Kings instead crunched and clinched, defeating the New Jersey Devils, 6-1, to win the Final series, four games to two.
After 45 years as a court jester, they are now Kings indeed, their coronation occurring at a Staples Center that has never been so loud, their celebration as emotionally raw as the ice under their suddenly shaky skates.
As the final seconds ticked off, the crowd of nearly 19,000 fans counted down — "five, four, three, two, one" — as if this were Times Square onNew Year's Eve. At the final horn, silver streamers dropped from the sky while the Kings' madly tossed sticks and helmets littered the ice.
http://www.latimes.com/sports/la-sp-plaschke-kings-20120612,0,4851912.column
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