I don’t know how many rocks there are in Ann Arbor, Michigan — although I’m guessing that looney Jim Harbaugh has challenged some 7-year-old to a contest skipping them across a lake — but it’s where George McPhee says he was kicking a handful of them two years ago.
He wanted to work, but couldn’t find a job.
“It’s funny,” McPhee said, “how life goes.”
Rare is the time now when you can reach a championship series of a major professional sport and discover something history hasn’t delivered, and yet this Stanley Cup Final between the Golden Knights and Capitals might have done so.