It was sunrise at sundown in Sunrise. A new playoff dawn beckoned for a hockey team that had seen many false dawns. The Florida "Panthers", winners of the President's Trophy (most points in the regular season) for the first time in their existence, took the home ice before a packed, blood-red clad house of supporters. There was a buzz the whole game, an undercurrent on the verge of exploding into the blood-curdling roar of the "painter" that haunted the woods of early North America. And these new Cats found themselves ahead 2-1 entering the third and final period of play. All season long the new Cats had been unbeatable when leading after two, 39-0. But this was the playoffs. And it would end as all of the others had ended, not with a new, chilling roar but with a familiar, meek meow. Full time: Florida 2, eight-seed Washington 4. The buzz killed, the air sucked out, the arena seemed to implode in a vacuum.