For the first time in almost ten years, April is exciting. With only two games left in the season, the Blackhawks are alive.
For me, this week has been a hockey party.
Yes, their chances to make the playoffs are slim. Hope abides, however, and the 'Hawks are playing accordingly. For the first time in forever, I can cheer with hope for my favorite team in sports: such is the reward of loyal fandom.
Come Friday night, it could all be over. Come Sunday afternoon, they could be playing for their playoff lives, on national television, against the best team in hockey.
Loyal Hawks fans have outlived the reign of Wirtz, and his successor is proving to be a dream. The future is bright. Caesar is dead. Long live Caesar!
Nothing is more exciting than playoff hockey, and I'm glad to know that whether this year or the next, we'll get to be a part of it again.
This young Blackhawks team is the embodiment of everything that is good about being a professional sports fan, and we can only hope that their honest energy continues as they mature into a more consistent team.
No matter what happens, I'm going to enjoy it. This April has been a long time coming. If anything, this week will be our playoff.
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