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ÖRNSKÖLDSVIK.
In the old days, people believed in witches and witchcraft, so on the eve of the Walpurgis Fair, bonfires were lit to dispel ghosts.
Today we know better that it works.
deuce.
My Sportbladet mates and I came to Örnsköldsvik from different directions, someone already flew in yesterday, a couple took the train, one drove a car and I myself came on a horse and cart from Näsåker.
Before we went under the taps to the quayside ice rink, we asked the pub next to the hotel what time they closed for the evening.
– 22 if MoDo loses, 02 if MoDo wins.
When an ice hockey team takes over the restaurant industry, you know ice hockey is important in town.
Damn match 7 people here in Iron Fist for seven years, ever since that sudden, improbable loss to Death Leixand in 2016, and after the extra-time loss at Hovet last Friday, he must have gone to great lengths to pick up the slivers of faith, hope and love the club can give him. another chance.
Ofick totally did it, taking the final ride and were, of course, terrified it would end up in a movie of the same name.
7000 turned the arena into one big stand and pushed their team forward in an incomparable way.
Like a group of killers
Oscar Peterson scored 1-0 after just six minutes and it was 2-0 five minutes later when Johan Södergran headed in from close range in a numerically superior game, MoDo better in every way.
They were faster, stronger, fresher, braver, more prepared, and now also as single and uncluttered as a group of killers recruited by the Israeli security service.
Djurgården had nothing to say, the thought was dry.
When Mikkel Aagaard made it 0-3 on a close-range rebound six minutes into the second it felt decided, when Johan Södergran’s backhand made it 0-4 five minutes before the end of the middle period, it was beyond doubt.
August Berg slapped Markus Kreuger against the edge, Josef Engmann believed that shots with his front teeth became a long exorcism.
– You evil demon, get out of this club.
More than a Pite sea bath in August
This wasn’t a sequential finale, it was a primary memory, and if you’re wondering what the release was like, you’d have to ask someone else because my ears shriveled up and crawled into my ear canals and hid.
The last siren was very loud and after the game you saw more people without shirts than you usually do at Pite havsbad in August.
It was a bonfire of flesh and blood, and as always when teams win and do the impossible, there are legions of players and captains to celebrate.
Sankt Bernhardt was a giant, Gudlevskis the best when it mattered, Södergran nuke and Aagaard Danish Thunder dynamite, but of course that progression wouldn’t have happened without the style that brought Henrik Gradin and Matthias Karelin back to the club together.
Gradin came first, and home commanded Karlin who was once predicted to be the next MoDo by Peter Forsberg, the first year gathering experience that they put to full use the following year.
The team was the best in the regular season, falling through the playoffs to the Finals where they won the most important 68 game of the season.
After the match, Karelin and Graden cried because only ice hockey guys and sweaty heavyweight top wrestlers could do that.
It can give you 270 reasons to dump it
The award ceremony was a chapter in itself, the judges were thanked without a total boo and before MoDo got her “dent”, Djurgården was showered with silver medals.
I don’t know who came up with this great idea, but I can give you at least 270 reasons to scrap it.
I find it difficult to see Marcus Krueger, a two-time Stanley Cup winner, carefully putting the silver coin into a small case to give it a forward position in his display cabinet late last night after returning home to Stockholm.
At the same time that MoDo celebrated, Djurgården had something to think, their sports management will be reviewed and now they will also get rid of the SHL umbrella that people are so disgusted with.
During the evening, the ice hockey administration also congratulated allsvenskan on the first victory.
Next season will be just as hot as the one that just ended, apart from Djurgården, the series is getting a new addition in Brynäs, and as if the heat wasn’t enough, Tingsryd still manages.
But then, it is now now.
Tomorrow is a red day, tonight is a red evening, and at this moment there is absolutely no reason not to call Radiosport’s Christer Jonasson winged report.
– MoDoMoDoMoDoMoDoMoDo.
