You should have been at Bubba’s for game seven of this year’s Habs/Bruins series. Every single seat was filled; baskets of wings, cups of their dozens of multi-hued sauces and glasses of beer filled every available surface; eyes glued to the dozens of giant flat-screen TVs. Then the Penguins/Lightning’s seventh game started, and it got even busier, if you can believe it. When the Habs scored, the bar erupted. One guy ran down the aisles high-fiving everyone. And when the Bruins scored, it erupted again. It was the place to be.