From the moment I arrived in Vancouver to the moment I left – the Canucks were the big story. In Auckland they would ask me what a “Canuck” was or if I was rambling on again about “ice hockey” but at home there was no questions just cup fever. It was as if the city was swimming in a sea of blue and green with “Go Canucks Go” as the official mantra.
I was home to see the battle between the Orca and Sharks. Playoff parties meant delightful and deep-fried finger foods as the teams battled it out. Everyone had their rituals and superstitions. Whether it meant a game watching ritual or not washing the lucky socks or jersey – each person had their way of supporting the Canucks.
Then before I knew it, it was Game 5 and the day before I left Vancouver. The Canucks were up in the series 3-1 and I wanted nothing more to see them win before getting on that plane. In the dying seconds of the 3rd period, Kesler tied the game and everyone was going nuts! We were still in it and could win the west in overtime! We all sat there with bated breath and then in a blink of an eye in the 2nd OT – Bieksa scores. It was insane and its official – we’re cup bound! GO CANUCKS GO!!!