
WINNIPEG, MB -- What an incredible Cinderella story, this unknown comes outta nowhere, four wins away from hockey's greatest prize. It was nearly a fairy tale, a movie script that could only be written after the fact. Mired in the hockey hotbed of the American south, the Atlanta Thrashers had just traded their most successful draft pick in franchise history. Greenhorn general manager Tommy Kennish had just been hired and more miserable hockey was certainly on the horizon.
And that's exactly what happened. Marc Savard was signed to bring some semblance of professionalism, a tall order when the corpse of Doug Weight was assigned regular shifts. Eventually the nightly embarrassments came to their natural conclusion for the few Blueland faithful, a fleeting new hope in another lottery pick. Prospects like Gormley, Pietrangelo, and Campbell seemed to gain traction with scouts league-wide. Then, the guillotine struck, killing hockey in Atlanta for the second time.
After a trying fifteen year hiatus, the residents of Winnipeg, Manitoba could once again cheer for their Jets [Version 2.0]. It felt as if Kennish had a renewed vigor to construct a championship caliber organization. The desire was certainly palpable in Atlanta, but the pressure to succeed was magnified in the hockey starved province. Quickly, the novelty of professional hockey at the MTS Center would dim and the scrutiny of every transaction soon to commence. Members of the front office and squad welcomed the amped up stakes.
The makeup of the roster was a continual work in progress from the summer into the 2011-12 season. Couture from San Jose, Bjugstad, Brodeur, and veterans from Tampa Bay, Ellerby from Calgary, and all of this before opening night. The core of untouchables and newest additions kept on winning in spite of the tinkering. Havlat and Torres were added from Toronto in the first of multiple in season moves.
Huge changes in February would prove to be golden in the postseason. Patrice Bergeron was a massive upgrade from struggling sophomore Joe Colborne. Fan favorite Nick Bjugstad was jettisoned from a clear playoff team for a developing rookie on deadline day. And all of it worked out splendidly. Bjugstad's first game in Calgary ended his campaign, while Jonny Huberdeau won multiple Buccigross Overtime Challenges. Even Todd "The Fridge" Fedoruk, brought in for his veteran presence, changed the complexion of the Eastern Conference finals with a series equalizer in Pittsburgh.

Game six against the Penguins had the feel of a must win game, even with a 3-2 series lead. Huberdeau and Pietrangelo fed off the energy of a raucous crowd, with the pair factoring in on all four tallies. Confetti rained down from the rafters at MTS and the dream season reached its improbable final stage. The second Jets iteration had playoff success that the originals could only imagine. With three series triumphs under their belt, the young upstarts had reached the big leagues much sooner than expected.
A game one thumping of the Sharks at the HP Pavilion was unfortunately the greatest moment for Winnipeg in the Cup Final. Logan Couture was lost for the rest of the series in game two and the depleted forwards struggled against a superior group. Heroics from Havlat and Bergeron in game four masked an inept power play that was given eight chances. Games 5 and 6 were tight battles, but San Jose scored the goals when they were needed the most. A glorious opportunity, wasted.
With a couple of weeks before free agency, the front office was able to reflect on the season with a clear mind. By any measure the first season in the Peg was a success. Last summer Sean Couturier was handed a generic EHEC jersey in Minnesota. Less than a calendar year hence, the kid was playing for a championship. But that's the hardest pill to swallow. Two wins short leaves you in the same category as the twenty-eight other franchises. Only your disappointment also comes with a nasty case of blue balls.
Patrice Bergeron will forever be a hero in the area; Joe Thornton is a legend in Silicon Valley. As the kids from The Sandlot learned, "Heroes get remembered but legends never die.." At this moment Mr. Kennish could run for mayor and win in a landslide. However, that thought hasn't had the time to cross his mind. It's clear that this offseason is already the most intense yet, and the decisions have never been tougher. The primary question of the summer, What will it take to get back and claim a slice of hockey immortality?
No pressure, eh? This ain't Atlanta anymore, Toto.