I was living in St. Louis 49 years ago. We lived and died by the Blues, which meant we celebrated round after round, until we got to the finals, where we always got our asses kicked. We lost to the Montréal Canadiens 4 to 0, we lost them again the following year 4 - 0, and then we lost lost to the Boston Bruins 4-0. We hadn't even won a game in the Stanley Cup finals until this year.
It's been a long time coming. Congrats to The Blues, and the city of St. Louis, for never giving up.