The Stanley Cup champion Columbus Blue Jackets edged the Montreal Canadiens on Friday night.
A nail biter. A heart stopper, a thriller, and a barnburner.
Oh, that was game 7 of the World Series.
This game? 10-0.
And the Blue Jackets aren’t Stanley Cup champions?
And thus, the magical ride smashes full speed into a brick wall, and now we must consider something:
One loss is a baby slump. Two losses is a teenage slump. Three losses is a full-fledged adult slump.
Four or more straight losses is your grandma and grandpa and dead relatives slump.
And a slump creeps up like next month’s Visa bill. So the next game, which is also creeping up quickly, will be interesting.
Simply pathetic in Columbus, against a team 8 points behind our bunch. Inexcusable. I need to talk to the wives about this.
It’s just one loss, but they’ve sucked for several games now. Just as they did last year when they opened the season with nine straight wins.
Cracks in the armour lately. Turnovers. Laziness. Sloppiness. Two guys who score less than the Pope – David Desharnais on the power tonight and Tomas Plekanec on the PP against the Canucks.
I think that’s how it went. I wasn’t really paying a lot of attention as the night wore on.
Picture this: You’re a lifelong Habs fan living near Columbus, and you somehow nailed down a couple of great tickets to finally see your team when they come to town. You couldn’t sleep last night, you waited all day to finally head to the rink, and you wore beloved your Habs sweater with ‘Lafleur’ or ‘Beliveau’ on the back.
You watch your heroes warm up, and you think how much you love seeing that crest in person.
You’re in heaven. It’s so great.
And then your team gets demolished 10-0 and you want to stuff your sweater in the team bus exhaust pipe.
Of course, if you’re a glass half full kind of person, you can always say that Stanley Cup-winning Habs teams have had a few pathetic nights.
The Canadiens, in their third year of five straight Cups, 1957-58, lost 7-1 to Chicago, on January 12th, 1958.
On Oct. 13, 1985, many months before they’d hoist the trophy, they were handed a 7-2 spanking by Boston.
When they won the Cup in 1993, they were bombed 8-2 by Buffalo on Oct. 11, 1992.
And who can forget Dec. 2, 1995, a non-Cup year but with Patrick Roy in nets, and the team was pasted 11-1 by Detroit.
But on this Friday night, they were embarrassed almost like never before. Snuffed out by the mediocre Columbus Blue Jackets 10-0.
Snuffed. Like this guy.
Al Montoya was in nets for all 10 goals.
Shots on goal – Columbus 40, Montreal 30.
Habs power play was 0/1, while the Jackets went 4/5.
Next up – Saturday night, when Philly pays a visit. Will the boys get their shit together?
Or will it become a teenage slump?