In Philadelphia, victory required overtime. In Boston, two goals in 17 seconds assured that there would be no tomorrow. In either case, Game 7, if necessary, wasn't.
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So it was that on June 15, 2015, the Blackhawks assembled at the United Center with absolutely no desire to extend another superlative season. They led the Tampa Bay Lightning 3-2 in the series, and if another bus ride was pending, it would be on double-deckers during a parade, not en route to O'Hare.
Outside on this warm Monday afternoon, the sky was angry. Dark clouds with an ominous tinge of green moved in, bearing torrents of rain and tornado warnings. But once inside, the 22,424 spectators, many of them drenched, sensed a different form of electricity. Would their beloved Blackhawks win another Stanley Cup, and for the first time in eons, at home?
"WE WANT THE CUP!!" chanted fans, early and often, but the industrious Lightning held its own. Tampa Bay won the Eastern Conference in Game 7 at Madison Square Garden, so neither stage fright nor an inhospitable soundtrack would be a problem.
Duncan Keith, however, would be. Joining the rush from faraway, he accepted a brilliant pass from Patrick Kane, and bore in on goalie Ben Bishop. Bishop made one save, but not another. Keith drained his own rebound and the Blackhawks led, 1-0, at 17:13 of the second period. Among the celebrants was Anthony Rizzo. The Cubs had been flooded out at Wrigley Field two hours before puck drop, so he hustled to the United Center, joining Hall of Famers Frank Thomas and Chris Chelios.
Corey Crawford stayed airtight in the Blackhawks' net, and then some breathing room introduced itself in the third period. As the Lightning pressured, Brandon Saad interceded in his end, carried the puck into Tampa Bay territory, then left it for Brad Richards. From the left circle, he deftly slid a pass beyond a lone Lightning defender to Kane, who blasted from the right circle.
Kane can detect the smallest of openings, but on this occasion, he had plenty of net at his behest behind the shifting Bishop. It was 2-0 at 14:46. A bearded and smiling Kane waved thanks to Richards, who had also assisted on Keith's goal. The rest of the evening, as they say, was history. And hysteria. When it ended, one question remained. Would the Stanley Cup be united with old friends? Because of the violent storm, the silver trophy was delayed, requiring a police escort.