25 years has come down to a matter of hours. In those few hours, the doors will open on a new era in New Jersey Devils hockey — one that the Devils have unquestionably earned.

For so long, it’s been almost depressing to watch one of the most successful NHL franchises of our time struggle to fill seats and really enjoy the luxury of a home game. For years they were buried in that little piece of hell known as The Meadowlands. Sure the memories of numerous championship banners, spectacular plays, and teary-eyed moments (Mike Peluso, anyone?) will forever roam the halls of that building, but the future is much more important than the past, and when your talking about the Devils, the future is always bright.

Although I’m sure Brent Sutter and the rest of the players involved would disagree, tonight is not about the “game”. Tonight is a celebration. An acknowledgment of greatness. A coming of age, of sorts. Black ‘n Red has done plenty to establish itself as worthy of this breathtaking new arena — one that they can call their own — and no stat-sheet can take that away from them. Finally, the Devils will have a home that will be just as glorious and magical as their three Stanley Cup Championships.

So for one night - forget the record, the standings, the bad weather, and how bad Johnny Oduya has been. This is a night for the Devils - players and fans alike. We’ve earned this, and nothing can take that away from us.

Raise your glass of champagne high, and in your best Sean Connery impression, declare “This one’s for The Rock!”

It’s here. It’s finally here.