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Purdy writes a great article in this morning’s Merc’ about how the Sharks can win.

As he points out, over the past 20 years, of the 68 teams that fell behind 3-0, none has rallied to even reach a Game 7.

But, “…of those 68 teams that fell behind 3-0 and went on to lose the series, 53 were the lower seed. So they weren’t supposed to win, anyway. The remaining 15 teams far more commonly stretched out the series to five or six games.”

We can do this. Believe.

GO SHARKS!!!

It is foolish and childish, on the face of it, to affiliate ourselves with anything so insignificant and patently contrived and commercially exploitive as a professional sports team, and the amused superiority and icy scorn that the non-fan directs at the sports nut (I know this look — I know it by heart) is understandable and almost unanswerable. Almost. What is left out of this calculation, it seems to me, is the business of caring — caring deeply and passionately, really caring — which is a capacity or an emotion that has almost gone out of our lives. And so it seems possible that we have come to a time when it no longer matters so much what the caring is about, how frail or foolish is the object of that concern, as long as the feeling itself can be saved. Naivete — the infantile and ignoble joy that sends a grown man or woman to dancing and shouting with joy in the middle of the night over the haphazardous flight of a distant ball — seems a small price to pay for such a gift.

Go sharks.

Opening night at the Shark tank tonight. Sharks take on the Bruins.

Before the game there’ll be a ceremony honoring newly-retired ex-Sharks Bryan Marchment (right) and, the greatest Shark of all time, Mike Ricci.

Shout out to Drew who’ll be a game time scratch for this one. Feel better mate.

Don’t eat the purple Dippin’ Dots.

Looking good fellas…GO SHARKS!