The thing you have to understand is how big a deal this is. In the coming days, before and after the Stanley Cup Final begins on Monday in Boston, you are going to hear ad nauseam that this is the St. Louis Blues’ first finals appearance since 1970. That is true, and 49 years is a long, long time, but that piece of trivia doesn’t come close to telling the whole story. Since then, the Blues have generally been pretty good. Rarely great, and rarely bad. I think either of those would, in hindsight, have been preferable to this [gestures vaguely at a half-century of competence as a ceiling]. Greatness can still produce iconic moments even without winning a Cup, and it’s more fun to watch along the way, and it sets up the sort of crushing disappointments that let a fan feel spiritually alive. True badness, the sustained and comical kind, can reach a sort of tragic sublimity, and forge generational links through the sheer futility of the whole thing. Either one is memorable. The Blues have not been, not in a way that resonates beyond the range of the KMOX transmitter tower. Not bad enough to be lovable… Read full this story
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