Play the Canes off, keyboard cat. Not even the vaunted Conference Finals winning expertise of one William Laird Cowher could help Carolina avoid the drop. Four games, four wins, utter domination. Jordan Staal gets to talk shit to Eric all summer and Tom Barrasso gets to use his winning attitude and warm people skills to repair the fragile psyche of the battered and abused Cam Ward. Sid and Geno dominate, as per usual, and both move into the top five all time in playoff points per game, behind Gretzky and Lemieux.
We move onward to an almost probable Finals rematch with the hated Detroit Red Wings and Benedict Hossa. Hopefully they'll finish off the Blackhawks tomorrow so the series can get started at a reasonable date, otherwise the Pens won't see the ice until June 5th.
One more thing.
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