The ushers we spoke to knew both languages and were really helpful.
I wore my Crunch jersey in Grand Rapids during the Calder Cup finals two years ago, and willingly took the abuse that went with that because it was the finals and no one was going to intimidate me into not wearing my heart in the open. (Well, it's the way I work unless I'm in Binghamton.We got into town about an hour and a half before the Bell Centre's doors opened at , so we decided to eat at a place across the street called Madisons New York Grill & Bar. The menu was in both French and English, the prices were reasonable, and the service, at least on this game night, was ridiculously quick: our dinner salads arrived before my glass of wine.The place was filled with fans in Habs jerseys, which, from an entirely objective point of view, was pretty spectacular to see.We watched warm ups from behind the Lightning bench, and I took some pictures, but when we got back to our seats we just kind of golf clapped for most of the game.It was pretty clear if anyone was paying attention who we were rooting for - especially when Steven Stamkos scored late in the third - but we mostly kept to ourselves and we were left alone in turn.
After all, I myself just sat through an elimination game (at another level) not that long ago, and know all about the feelings that come with such a situation.