The theory that the Canadiens come out flat in the first period because of so many opening ceremonies is one thing. I happen to agree with this theory.
But what about when they stink to high heaven, like tonight in Buffalo? What’s the excuse – Injuries? New players? Not enough pretzels on the flight to Buffalo? Buffalo wings?
And then it became 4-0.
I didn’t pay attention much after that. A Russian friend came over and she told us a little about Vladivostok. I had the TV on in the background, and I saw first Gomez, then Gorges score. But I have no energy to even try and analyse why this player did this and the other did that. Two games in a row, for the most part, it’s a team that has taken to the ice flatter than a pancake.
Why is that, Dr. Phil?
It’s almost done with, and 4-2 seems like a good score, even in defeat. But only when it’s close throughout and the other team ices it with an empty goal. It wasn’t so in this case. Montreal was a team who slept for the most parts of two periods, then got their chances in the third.
And then it became 5-2, and even a remote chance of a miracle comeback are cut quickly at the neck, like a freshly-greased guillotine dropping suddenly.
It then it became 6-2, and suddenly, Vladivostok seemed like a good place to move to.
Tomorrow night, let’s celebrate the 100 years and be done with it for another 100 years. It’s been too much – the retro uniforms, the playing around with the CH’s at centre ice, the distractions, the pre-game ceremonies. The end can’t come soon enough. Both fans and non-fans of the Montreal Canadiens want it over with quickly. At least I do.
Boston in town tomorrow for the big night.