from Dan Shaughnessy of the Boston Globe,

Call me a homer. Call me predictable. Call me Eddie Mush from “A Bronx Tale,’’ or call me a cab. I don’t care.

But I love the Bruins in Game 7 Wednesday night. At home. Against the Montreal Canadiens.

And yes, I’m secretly glad the thing went seven. This makes Wednesday that much sweeter. As long as . . . you know. . . the Bruins win. Losing this game is simply unacceptable....

We keep telling ourselves the Bruins are better. They control the puck. They hit posts and crossbars. They have bad luck. But they are the better team.

It will be hard to keep saying the Bruins are the better team if they go into this weekend spitting out pieces of their broken luck while P.K. Subban and friends skate into the conference finals. But that won’t happen.

This will be a night when the Bruins score the first goal to remind the Canadiens that it’s hard to play from behind. The Bruins finally will wear down the annoying, risk-taking, indefatigable Canadiens. The top line will remember how to finish, and Boston’s young defenders won’t be wowed as they were Monday night on the road.

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