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The Party That Never Ends: That Insane Blackhawks-Predators Game and the Joys of Overtime Playoff Hockey

Absolutely nothing is more fun than triple overtime.

Is there anything better than watching playoff hockey overtime between two teams that are not your own? When your favorite team goes into extra sessions, it can be an excruciating exercise, a study in helpless hand-flapping and nonstop pacing and burying your face into the couch cushions like you’re watching a particularly gruesome torture scene on The Americans or Game of Thrones.

If your team loses: total nihilistic emptiness, a roundhouse kick to the gut. If your team wins, it’s more like childbirth (or so I’ve heard) or going to the gym (or so I’ve heard): You walk away high on love and endorphins; you convince yourself the grueling process was well worth it, that it was really not all that bad. But when two third-party franchises are the ones skating up and down the ice without commercial breaks, trading breakaway chances, their fortunes hinging on one idiotic penalty or one wacko bounce of the puck — well, you can root for the game to never end, for it to carry on and on and on, deep into the darkness of the night.

As the Chicago Blackhawks and the Nashville Predators began their third overtime yesterday (or, depending on your time zone, early this morning), people began to look up the longest overtimes in history, to wonder if this would ultimately fall somewhere on that list. As Edmonton Oilers staffer Tyler Dellow pointed out, this was a particular breed of overtime, the kind where a win by one team (Chicago) would result in a fairly crushing 3-1 series lead, while a victory by Nashville would even up the series and even reinstate the Predators’ hard-earned home-ice advantage over the course of the games to come. It wasn’t a must-win for either team, but for Nashville it came close. (One of Dellow’s Twitter followers had a great name suggestion: Call it a “prelimination” game.)

Twice the Predators had led in regulation — on a rapid-release rocket of a point shot from Ryan Ellis that Colin Wilson tipped in, and on a real-deal James Neal steal — and twice the Blackhawks had evened the score. First, Antoine Vermette, who was a healthy scratch for Chicago in the Blackhawks’ first two playoff games, “swung at a pitch from Michal Rozsival,” as a Tribune writer put it, just over a minute after Ellis’s goal. Later, midway through the third period, Marian Hossa set up Brandon Saad with a back pass in the slot, and the game was tied 2-2, a score that would remain throughout the rest of regulation, two full overtime periods, and about 60 seconds of a third.

You never know what will take place in these extra innings: At one point, Nashville defenseman Seth Jones and Chicago forward Patrick Kane had a fun role reversal, with Jones streaking into his offensive zone with the puck and Kane successfully back checking to negate the opportunity. (I assume that while this American-on-American interaction took place, somewhere a bald eagle laid a golden egg.) Later, Predators goalie Pekka Rinne — who stopped 45 shots on goal, while Chicago backup Scott Darling saved 50 — lost the puck in his equipment for so long that the announcers began to wonder, as Rinne danced the hokey-pokey, if he’d wind up disrobing on the ice.

When the Hawks finally won the game, a minute into triple OT, it wasn’t off Kane’s shot from between the circles, but rather a one-timer by defenseman Brent Seabrook from the blue line, the 100th shot of the game. With Bryan Bickell screening Rinne, the puck saw its way through the tangle of humanity in front of the goal and wound up in the back of the net. The only fans more disappointed than Nashville supporters were the ones who had secretly been hoping the game would never end.

“I’m glad it’s over,” said Seabrook, whose goal was his third career overtime winner in the playoffs. (In 2013 he defeated the Red Wings in a Game 7 sudden death, and later that postseason beat the Bruins in Game 4 of the Cup final, which the Blackhawks won.) He was being interviewed on TV by Joe Micheletti, and he could barely get the words out between his exhausted heaving breaths. “Our trainers do a good job of keeping us hydrated, and [giving us] fruit and all sorts of crap that makes us feel better,” he explained. “Five periods is a lot of hockey, and I’m glad it’s over.”

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Hours earlier, another overtime game took place between the Islanders and the Capitals, and while it didn’t become the barn burner that Chicago-Nashville did, the result did set up what could become a long, classic series in the East. Inside Nassau Coliseum, an actual barn, the Capitals managed to even the matchup at two games apiece with a goal from Nick Backstrom a civilized 11 minutes into the first overtime. (Timing-wise, it fell somewhere between the Blackhawks win and the Islanders win over the Caps in Game 3, in which John Tavares ended things just 15 seconds into overtime, while fans were still getting settled back in their recently refurbished seats.)

Washington Capitals v New York Islanders - Game FourBruce Bennett/Getty Images

It’s hard to believe it was seven years ago that the Capitals debuted their “Young Guns” promotional poster featuring fledgling pups Backstrom, Alex Ovechkin, Alexander Semin, and Mike Green. As the years went by and Semin left the team, Ovechkin struggled, and the Caps never reached their collective potential, the nickname became a bit of a punch line.

But during this season and now in the postseason, Backstrom and Ovechkin have recaptured their childlike energy and youthful vigor. Both players finished in the top six of NHL scoring, with Ovechkin’s 53 goals earning him the Rocket Richard Trophy and Backstrom recording a league-high 60 assists. (The most amazing statistic may be Ovechkin’s 395 regular-season shots on goal, a full 91 more shots than second-place Rick Nash. Twice against the Islanders in the playoffs, including last night, he’s gotten off eight attempts in a game.)

Ovechkin opened scoring in last night’s game after Backstrom won a faceoff and sent the puck back to defenseman John Carlson. Carlson took a wrist shot from the point, and Ovechkin, his stick trailing behind his body as he skated across the slot, redirected the puck past Jaroslav Halak and into the Islanders’ net, giving the Capitals a 1-0 lead for the first time in the series. With a dozen seconds to play in the first period, the Islanders responded when Casey Cizikas buried a rebound past goaltender Braden Holtby from the left side.

The two teams remained tied in a game marred by a ferocious, illegal hit laid upon Isles defenseman Lubomir Visnovsky by Capitals forward Tom Wilson a few minutes into the second period; Visnovsky did not return to the game, leaving the Islanders with only five blueliners for the remainder of play. “He’s an idiot,” is how Kyle Okposo assessed Wilson. “That guy runs around, he hits reckless. He jumps, leaves his feet. There’s no place for that.”

Midway through the first overtime period, John Tavares was shadowing Nick Backstrom along the low boards when the Islanders captain’s stick broke in his hands, leaving Backstrom with that most dangerous of playoff combinations — “time and space.” He turned around, whipped the puck toward the net, and gave the Capitals the win. It was, according to Islanders coach Jack Capuano, the third time Washington had scored thanks to a New York broken stick this series. It was also the third time Backstrom had netted a goal against the Islanders in as many games. “Sometimes you wonder if the rest of us are playing checkers and he’s playing chess, the way he thinks the game and sees things,” said Backstrom’s teammate Matt Niskanen after the game.

As the Capitals celebrated on the Nassau Coliseum ice, a disgruntled fan tossed a beer that glanced off Brooks Orpik’s shoulder. (Hey, it’s better than a skate blade!) It was an understandable, if juvenile, reaction: There’s really nothing worse than seeing your team lose in overtime that way. I was disappointed, too, a little bit, having hoped that the game would continue on for always. When it comes to playoff hockey, it’s hard to want the party to ever end.