Man, that stings. Sometimes losses are only depressing. This one, falling 5-3 to the Carolina Hurricanes, stings like a very large and angry bee.
It had the makings of a tremendous night at the Bell Centre. Down 2-0, and storming back with a breakaway goal from Tomas Plekanec and two power play markers from Erik Cole and David Desharnais. Suddenly it’s 3-2 Habs, and I don’t know about you but I went “woo hoo!”
Then it all came crashing down.
First, an Eric Staal shorthanded goal when he easily walked around Tomas Kaberle, who had a mediocre night at best. Then the Canes went ahead on a power play, and finally, another into the empty net.
And we had been feeling so good. So high. So drunk with wins. Now it’s just a big lousy hangover.
Two huge points that could’ve been but wasn’t. Against a team with a worse record than Montreal’s. I gotta find a new sport. My heart can’t stand it. I saw an extreme sport on the news the other day where players play full contact with a giant soccer ball, and they use tasers on each other. Imagine, they zap each other with tasers. Maybe this is what I should be watching.
Down the drain goes the winning streak, halted at four games. What could have been, and now it’s the Bruins on Wednesday. Is this the straw that broke the camel’s back? I hope not, but damn…..
Carolina outshot the Canadiens 35-33 and controlled much of the play over the night, which is inexplicable.
Jaroslav Spacek, coming back to the Bell, scored on a Carolina power play and sure looked happy doing it.
Ryan White and Ian Schultz didn’t dress, although I wish they had. Things might have been different. Of course, this is hindsight at its finest.
The Canadiens now have to start another four or five-game winning streak, beginning with clobbering the Bruins on Wednesday. If they don’t, maybe like that new extreme sport, there should be some tasering.