from Bob Duff of the Windsor Star,

Can it really be this simple, this obvious, this soon?

One game into the Stanley Cup Final, is it possible that the Pittsburgh Penguins have Crosby, but no hope?

In the corner of the Penguins’ dressing room, defenceman Hal Gill sat quietly, studying the blade of one of his skates as if to suggest someone forgot to sharpen them.

It couldn’t be that he really was that slow, now could it?

Could be. And he’s not alone in that fear.

Taking a resounding 4-0 decision from the Penguins in the first game of this best-of-seven final, the vastly experienced Detroit Red Wings left Pittsburgh an uncertain bunch and certainly sent a shudder of fear through the people who run the NHL.

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