Anybody Feel Like Getting Drunk?
November 24, 2008 in Bob Gainey, Carey Price, Montreal Canadiens, New York Islanders Tags: 1975-76 Montreal Canadiens, Bob Gainey, Carey Price, CSI Miami, Francis Bouillon, Georges Laraque, Habs, hockey, Mike Komisarek, Milan Lucic, Montreal Canadiens, New York Islanders, NHL, Pierre McGuire, Ryan O'Byrne, Sportsnet, Susan Lucci, TSN, Vanna White, Wheel of Fortune
I guess I’m just going to laugh for a couple of hours. Laugh at the cat, laugh at Vanna White doing her big job on Wheel of Fortune that my wife changed the channel to. Laugh at the close-up stomach operations on CSI Miami that she switched over to after that.
I have to laugh. It’s either that or throw my nice, new TV out the window.
The fact is, Ryan O’Byrne must have wanted to crawl into a hole. Probably still does. And for anyone (although I doubt it) who doesn’t know what happened, O’Byrne fired a perfect shot, dead centre into his own net after Carey Price had skated off on a delayed penalty. And not only was it a perfect shot, but it tied the score 3-3 with less than five minutes to go in the game.
And of course, to cap it off, the Islanders won in the shootout.
That’s it. Rock bottom. The boys have plunged into the depths of despair. It can’t get any worse. Oh, it can be extended by losing several more, but it can’t get any worse than tonight.
Rock bottom. They’ve hit it in the year we thought they’d be the second coming of the 1975-76 team.
Nothing’s gone right. Everyone’s stopped scoring. Everyone. And now our defence is scoring for the other team.
I’m expecting to wake up any day now and read that Bob Gainey has done what he has to do. I believe in Gainey. I trust he’ll do the right thing and shake this thing up.
Now we’re going to have to see film clips of O’Byrne’s blunder for the next six months. TSN and Sportsnet and every media outlet in Canada is going to have a field day with this one.
I feel sorry for O’Byrne. But let’s face it, the only time he’s been in the news is when he’s getting his mug shot taken by the cops after a team dinner in Tampa, and now this goal. This is a guy, with his massive size, who should be rattlin and rollin everyone who comes on his side of the ice. He should be a force. He’s young so the skills will eventually come with added experience. But he could be slamming the heck out of guys right now.
I’ve said this since before the season even got under way. But little Frankie Bouillon plays tougher than him.
Big Georges Laraque was scratched due to a groin problem. How did he get a groin problem? It can’t be from playing any kind of hockey lately. (no goals, no assists, hardly any fighting.) Chasing number 17 of the Bruins might have done it. And if so, the young guy with the big nose has now put out Mike Komisarek in a fight, and Big Georges without even trying.
Oh, I remember number 17′s name now. Susan Lucci.
Shortly after I wrote this and said Laraque has a groin problem, Pierre McGuire on TV says Georges is a healthy scratch. If that’s so, it kills my whole shtick about number 17.
And frankly speaking, number 17, who I won’t name because it contributes to his growing cult status, can play on my team anytime.