The Quest for the Cup: Stanley Cup Finals

Chris Pronger has got a package to deliver. Take caution when opening it; it's a non-air-conditioned truckload of beatdown. And it will be delivered on time.







That's right, homes. The long-awaited Stanley Cup Finals are here. Until this point, it's been full of surprises. No more. Cecil's Anaheim Ducks seek to etch Walt Disney's name on Lord Stanley's trophy. Their sticks are dipped, ready to carve.







It's no secret that my playoff picks have been just shy of atrocious, but I have a 50% chance of not being wrong now that there are only two teams left. It is officially time to get Giggy with it.







These Ducks mean business. They will not do as all Buffalo-oriented franchises boast.





They have old-time hockey in their corner. Teemu Selanne, originally property of the Winnipeg Jets, will steer the offense, while Pronger anchors the D, just as he did in Alberta, Missouri, and of course, Connecticut.

There's no question that the Senators are the surprise club of this year's post-season. They advanced twice when I suspected they would fold. They're playing some awesome hockey.

Those marks however, just won't be enough for Barry Melrose.

It won't be a slaughter. Not by any means. It will, however, be Ducks in six. You heard it last first here on the HoG. The dufus wizard of Stanley Cup Playoffs picks has spoken.