You know what’s different between this year’s team and the teams of the last 17 years or so?
They play three hours later. On the Coast the games come on at 4 p.m. or 4:30. I could watch the Habs drive me crazy and still have several hours to spare.
But I grew up with eastern hours and I’m sure in no time flat I’ll be used to it again.
Bruins came to town Monday night and the Canadiens were virtually done from the opening faceoff. Their first period was abysmal, outshot 18-5, with as many scoring chances as the Hunchback of Notre Dame used to get.
The thing ended 6-3 for the Bruins and I could have said that earlier but I didn’t feel like it.
Carey Price was shaky but I’m putting that on hold at least until the season gets reasonably underway. Lumbering Douglas Murray makes Hal Gill look like Paul Coffey. And the penalty kill gave up four goals.
It’s only exhibition hockey. Nobody got hurt. I liked the way Darren Dietz skated with the puck, and I thought Stefan Fournier didn’t look out of place. Moen, P.K., and Max were the Habs marksman.
Now we wait until Friday before the gang plays again, this time at Le Colisee in Quebec City against the Carolina Hurricanes.
Habs were outshot 40-20 on the night.
Bruins fans will be happy, which is the worst part about the whole ordeal.
I have to get to bed. It’s three hours later.