A somewhat boring episode of The Kitty Show.

Time has caught me, my friends. (yes, I am paraphrasing Highlander)

Today is the last day that I can be referred to as a “thirty-something.” Tomorrow the happiness that is Mother’s Day will be slightly spoiled for me by the cosmic bummer that is my 40th birthday.

This sadness is mildly tempered by some happy news from last night. It’s irrelevant happy news, in the grand scheme of things, but to me it’s happy news none the less.

For the first time since 1992, the Boston Bruins have advanced to the Eastern Conference Finals. Welcome to round three.

They did what they failed to do last year by completing the sweep against Philadelphia, with a 5-1 win at the Garden last night.

Sure turning 40 is going to blow, but at least the Bruins are still playing.

Now if we could just get the Red Sox to stop sucking so bad.

Go Bruins!

We’re a little less than 20 minutes from the dropping of the puck. Bruins/Flyers game four. The nerves are getting tense here at chez Ranchero. Even Patches the kitty cat is feeling it.

“Mrrrooooowwwww,” she says.

Is it time to start praying to those hockey gods?

Don’t give those damn Flyers even a sliver of hope. Kick them while they’re down.

Sweep
Sweep
Sweep

Go Bruins!

Last year the Bruins won the first three games against Philadelphia. Remember that game when Marc Savard came back from the concussion and scored the winner in overtime? Was that awesome, or what?

Then the bubble burst and they committed the biggest choke in the history of professional athletics in North America, if not the world.

Fast forward one year and the Bruins have won the first three games against Philadelphia again. Remember when Krejci scored the winner in overtime? Was that awesome, or what?

Now tonight we come to game four… again. Last year we lost Krejci and Seidenberg to injuries. This year it’s the Flyers have the big injury to Chris Pronger and they lack Simon Gagne who came back from injury in game four and sparked them in a big way.

Last year Tuukka Rask sort of ran out of steam for us in goal, while Leighton came alive in a big way for them. This year Tim Thomas is playing at the top of his game and getting better by the day, while Philly has been using almost two goalies a game, looking for some one to get the job done.

Everything looks good for us, except for the recent history. Why then, can I not relax and stop worrying about the recent history?

Because Deja-Vu is a bitch. Plain and simple.

Win it tonight.
Go Bruins.

Oh, and thanks NHL for moving the game between the two East coast teams to 8:00 so that you can squeeze a few more viewers out of Detroit. Thanks a piss pot.

Go Bruins

(oh, typos build character. If I misspelled a name it’s because I am LAZY. That is all.)

The Bruins are up three games to none over Philadelphia in their second round playoff series.

I may have written those exact words last year. (I might actually check on that later)

I should be bouncing off the walls. I probably was bouncing off the walls at this point last year. Actually, I just looked back at what I wrote after game three last year and I was preaching cautious optimism because of what we saw the Red Sox do to the Yankees in 2004. So maybe I wasn’t elated. I do know that I was seriously looking ahead to round three. I’m not doing that this year.

Please.

Pretty please.

Pretty please with sugar on top.

Do not push the feeling of deja-vu that Bruins nation is feeling any further than you already have. Win the game on Friday. Just get it over with. End the speculation. Exorcise the demons or whatever you want to call it. Just beat Philly in game four. Please, I beg you.

Say no to deja-vu.

Go Bruins!