As expected, my computer breathed its final breath last evening at approximately 9:00 pm Pacific. I was by its side when it happened, it didn’t appear to suffer, and I believe it’s going to a better place.
Which is the Toshiba factory in Vancouver so they can fix the freaking thing.
It’s been quite a past few months. I totalled my car hitting a deer, my computer passed away, and the Habs……….
In the meantime, at least for another day or so until until my new computer is up and running, posts are few and far between, just once a day I suppose, and I apologize.
I’m writing this at work, which I’m not supposed to do, so I guess I should hurry.
What did I see in last night’s game? I saw a hot Edmonton goalie, Nikolai Khabibulin, stone the Canadiens all evening. I saw a Habs power play almost as sick as my computer. I saw too much sloppy play by the Canadiens, even though they had some tremendous chances. I saw passes constantly missing their mark, and confusion reigned throughout.
On Edmonton’s part I saw what appears to be a well-coached team, which bottled the Habs up throughout the evening, closing gaps, making Montreal appear disorganized. These young Oilers looked mighty impressive for a team that ended up in the league basement just a year a ago.
It’s a young, speedy, hard-checking lot that wasn’t sloppy like the home team, and I asked myself, why can’t a Jacques Martin team operate like a Tom Renney team?
Edmonton, with Khabibulin shutting the door, just seemed in control even while being outshot by a two to one margin.
Of course, Montreal could have won this game if someone other than Khabibulin was in nets, but that doesn’t mean a thing in the big picture. The Habs would meet hot goaltenders in the playoffs and would be gone in short order. They have to find a way to beat these goalies, hot or not.
They’re also going to have start producing on the power play. This is a team vying for 30th place in a league of 30 teams when it comes to power play futility.
Things need to change. Once again, after a brief moment of joy in Habs Universe, it’s back to misery. Like I said, I saw a well-coached team last night, but they were wearing white sweaters.
It’s ironic that after so many sensatioanl saves by Khabibulin, he let a soft backhander by Max Pacioretty fool him.
Boos were loud and clear from the Bell Centre fans on this night.
Habs are in the desert on Thursday – Phoenix, and then move over to Nashville on Saturday. Who know what we’ll see from this Canadiens team on these night?