"So many dreams were broken and so much was sacrificed...So many years have past, who are the noble and the wise? Will all our sins be justified?...His soul was tortured by love and by pain...Was it worth the ones we loved and had to leave behind?"

Last night, the Stanley Cup, the Boston Bruins won.  The game was played in Vancouver, Canada, and by the time the game was over, the Canucks' fans broke out into frustration.  They couldn't be held back, their anger and rage flowed out like a water breaking through a dam.  The police couldn't do anything, all that was left to do was wait for the frenzy to disperse and go home.  This happened till midnight or so, and finally the city was left with smoke drifting into the air, glass littered sidewalks, streets blocked off because of damage, gas-bomb-type of tools were thrown at the police, and many people were in the hospital because of severe injuries.  No one had a safe way to get home.  This, this event, showed loyalty, obsession, and anger.  Why were they SO angry?  Well, maybe I shouldn't be talking, but still.  Why would they risk their lives just to show how frustrated they were with their team?  Maybe I will never get an answer.  But all I know is, is that last night was a night of celebration for some, and it should have been a night of silent mourning.  I hope I don't sound like a jerk, but I am sad people take sports like this to that extreme.