For just about everyone but the poor goalie coaches, the Western Conference finals were a classic. The possibilities were infinite, and no lead was ever safe. The series often felt like one of those endless tennis matches that ultimately gets postponed for darkness — all volleys and lunges and momentum changes punctuated by gasps and pumped fists. You got the sense that if the playoff format were best of nine or 11 or more, the two teams would keep playing and scoring and brazenly subterfuging until someone finally turned off the lights and forced them to go home. It was telling that Kings coach Darryl Sutter identified his team’s best games of the series as Games 1, 5, and 6 — the three they lost.
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