No need to say much about the Thursday night coma-inducing performance by a team now mired in a five-game losing streak and managing once again to score one feeble goal and providing the Bell Centre faithful with absolutely nothing to be happy about except maybe the beer was cold.
Minnesota 3, Habs 1.
The Canadiens on this dismal night now find themselves in 11th place in the east and only two from 14th. You know what this means? It means Habs-haters everywhere, and there are more than enough, are wearing big silly grins and loving every sordid moment, every loss those Habs, those despised Habs, give them.
They’re revelling in our misery and they don’t even feel bad.
And Hab-haters will continue to rub their hands in glee until this team starts scoring. We need offensive explosions, at least from time to time, because one goal will not win many hockey games. (I do, however, remember one night years ago when Peter Mahovlich scored against Toronto with one second left in the game and the Habs won 1-0. Just another example of why there are Habs-haters.)
They also need to learn how to be aggressive. although now I’m starting to sound like Pierre McGuire. But he’s right. The Canadiens simply don’t strike fear in the hearts of other teams, and when they do try to be a bit physical, they end up in the penalty box as we saw on Wednesday in New Jersey. They need to play tough but somewhat legal. Like Dirty Harry.
All in all, lately has been quite dismal to say the least. But my gut says they’re going to turn it around.We’ve seen it other years where suddenly, almost without warning, things start to click. Lines magically find chemistry, pucks that were usually blocked start to find their way through holes, and games are won. It’s going to happen with the Habs. It’s just a matter of a little more time.
Saturday on Long Island and Monday in Atlanta. And regardless of how they play in these two rinks, they’re going to be fine, starting in January.