During the last ice-maintenance timeout in regulation, the sellout crowd was on its feet, waving yellow rally towels furiously, exhorting their Bruins to find a way to solve a stifling Detroit defense in a game without a goal. All of this was happening as "Shipping Up To Boston," the sing-along hit by the Dropkick Murphys, the house band for any major sporting moment in this city, blared at nearly unbearable levels on the PA system.
The only problem was the Red Wings tend to be unflappable, especially when goaltender Jimmy Howard is playing at the top of his game, as he was on this night. Instead of being uncomfortable with the atmosphere, Howard was reveling in it.
It was a lot of fun because the Red Wings took a 1-0 victory in Game 1, a victory that pretty much drops a hand grenade into this best-of-7 series between the winner of the Presidents' Trophy and the Red Wings the second wild-card finisher in the East.