At least Dave Lewis got kicked to tha curb.

My pick for next year's Stanley Cup Finals: Ducks over Sharks in 9. The two teams are ready to face each other in the first round of the playoffs, but Commisioner Bettman calls an audible, deciding that such a matchup should only be played for the Cup. He cancels all other playoff series, and declares this the Finals. San Jose wins Game 7 in Anaheim, but Bettman makes another daring move, and, in lieu of presenting the trophy, extends the series to 9 games because it is awesome. The Sharks players, instead of being angry, applaud the decision, aware of the good it would do for the world. The Ducks win Game 8 on the road, and the day of Game 9 is declared an international holiday. In honor of the event, the game is played in complete silence, the only sounds being the wispy flicks of the puck, and whispers of the blades amongst the melting Anaheim ice. The mighty Sharks yield to the home team, who hoist the Cup not just for themselves, but for humanity. Knowing that hockey of this caliber could never be matched, the NHL folds, and the sport is banned from ever being played again, under penalty of torture. The Earth plunges into the Sun, creating a massive force of energy that eventually destroys the entire solar system, and surrounding galaxies. All matters of space and dimension collapse. A beginning finds itself, time drifts.

A butterfly floats in the distance.

Anaheim lose a home game in a playoff situation? Come on... unless you put the coaching staff on the ice instead of the player not likely to lose a home game ^_~