We sat in a bar in Ottawa and watched our Habs lose 6-2 to the Carolina Hurricanes.
Luciena, Heather, Jim, Angus, Danno, myself, Christopher, and Gail who had to go and Marc who had yet to come. We sat and watched Carey Price pulled again in favour of Alex Auld. We sat and saw another feeble effort from everyone. (No one gets off scot-free on this night). We sat and drank liquids and talked hockey, and the gang that can’t shoot straight disappointed once again on a night when they weren’t supposed to disappoint.
The beer was cold, though.
Am I supposed to analyze line match-ups, or ice times, or who should have started in net? This sort of thing has been done all season by hockey people everywhere. It’s too late. Jacques Martin can skate them until their pads fall off but it won’t help now. They have to get this done themselves, in their own way.
We can criticize and analyze and crucify and chastize. It’s all for naught at this stage of the game.
Let them be the ones to climb out of this ongoing late-season pathetic plunge. All we can do is sit back, drink cold beer with great friends, and hope the boys quickly find a way back to dry land.
Mike Cammalleri and PK Subban were the Habs marksmen. Is that interesting?
Pretty well everyone stunk. Carey Price was yanked, but goals from Carolina came from giveaways, mistakes in Montreal’s end by guys supposed to be helping, not hindering, and various screen shots.
Did I mention the beer was cold?
Thanks to everyone who came out to Liam Maguire’s for this special night. Aside from the score, it was a tremendous night full of good cheer and hockey talk. Jim tried to go on about his Senators but we didn’t listen.
Being with these great folks softened the blow of a pathetic, lacklustre, and ongoing ridiculous display of sad hockey by the Canadiens.
Where has James Wisniewski disappeared to? He was going so good.
Next up – Saturday in New Jersey. My prediction? The team will go there.
Tomorrow we head for Orillia, with a stop near Peterborough to see Hobo and other friends first, after a fine and dandy six days in Ottawa.