Recently, Jess and I were quoting Sam from Love Actually and his brilliant, unintended summation of the NHL playoffs:
Worse than the total agony of being in love?
We’re almost there again. The gut-wrenching, screaming-into-a-pillow, obsecenity-laden euphoria and destruction of the post-season.
In past years, the NHL has come up with some great commercials to capture this emotional meteor shower.
Granted these are for the Cup final, but I’ve been moved and inspired. I’ve been fired up.
And I’ve wept like that time Professor McGonagall stepped between Harry and Voldemort in Deathly Hallows.
@Raedanda found these, the NHL’s first playoff commercials for teams that have clinched berths this year. I have to say… BLEH.
I love a good montage, but these are doing nothing for me. Not the Penguins, or the Toews/Kane bromance.
Not Foxy Friday Carey Price, not even Corey Perry’s overturned turtle goal-slide celebration.
I need blood and sweat, I need lowlights that I suffered through while my teams paid for their playoff berths in pounds of flesh. I need feels.
Meh. I am a hundred times more excited and terrified than these commercials let on. Here’s hoping for better as this shortstop season draws to an end…Tags: Adverts, Anaheim Ducks, Boston Bruins, Chicago Blackhawks, Montreal Canadiens, Pittsburg Penguins