The Quest for the Cup: Ladies and Gentlemen, the Detroit Red Wings

Christ. That headline was so much easier to type a year ago, when the Cup Champions were the Anaheim Ducks. As a fan of the St. Louis Blues, I firmly state that no other fan could possibly hate the Red Wings more, but let's face it: they deserved it. This was, albeit triple overtime is pretty intense, far and away the best game of the finals. Pittsburgh gave it their all, but the Red Wings were the better team in every facet of the game. I'm sure the Lone Reader will find many a reason wrong with my assessment of the game, which is why I'm not going to assess it. I will, however, offer a small photo gallery, after the jump.

Okay. A bit of assessment. The hustle of game six was perhaps the most impressive thing. Again, Detroit dominated the play of both zones; Pittsburgh's scoring chances came in a state of semi-disarray, but they should not be denied credit for putting the rubber in the twine. They simply could not compete, though, with the veteran -- yes, veteran -- force of the 23-cup-bearing Detroit powerhouse. Marc-Andre Fleury played a great game between the Pittsburgh pipes, and anyone that rides his case for the proverbial one that got by is crazy.

Ogsood's play on the other end was equally impressive, and the Detroit D manned the trenches like only they can. They were the President's Trophy winners, and they showed the world why throughout the playoffs. Don't get me wrong: Pittsburgh was impressive. A Finals run -- six games, no less -- always is. This franchise acquired excellent experience by their deep run, and it will pay off, perhaps not next year, but soon. Until then, as much as it pains me, the Red Wings must be recognized as the best club in hockey.



As tradition suggests, the winning goalie's crease is the first place to celebrate.



And of course Phil was on hand, ready with his 'do to deliver the cup.



Nicklas Lidstrom, the Cap-Cap-Cappy, proudly displays his "C" with the commish,



which naturally precedes the first skate with the hardware.



Henrik Zetterberg won the Most Valuable Player for the Finals, the Conn Smythe trophy,



got a moment with the most-important hardware,



and was wanted by the masses for a description of his feelings.



Those who've hoisted before wait a moment for a chance for the youngsters to have their moment, but netminder Chris Osgood waited little time for a chance to skate again with Lord Stanley's trophy.



Personally, I was most happy for Dallas Drake, just as netminder Chris Osgood mentioned that it was Drake for whom he wanted to win. Fifteen years into his career, Drake began as a Red Wing, and traveled to various clubs -- most recently a stint with the Blues -- before returning to Detroit. With new front teeth.



The 46-year-old Chris Chelios tasted glory. Again.



Osgood interviewed with the medias, the fact that he's won three Cups, displayed for the viewers.



Finally, Head Coach Mike Babcock put together the ultimate squad, and they were not to be denied.

And there, folks, are your 2008 Stanley Cup Champions. Rest easy, Cecil. For now. Training camp for '09 starts Tuesday.