Jaroslav Halak stood on his head, stopping 45 shots, many of the very dangerous variety, and he and the Canadiens withstood the Vancouver Canucks to win 3-2 and in the process, clawed their way kicking and screaming back into the hearts of many Habs fans. At least for now.
And on top of everything, Sergei Kostityn looked like he popped a can of spinach and played his likable Belarusian heart out. He dashed and darted, scored once, assisted on another, almost scored a couple of other times, zipped around with flair, and elevated his game to a level we’ve rarely seen this year or last from him.
Sergei sergeied all night.
Maxim Lapierre sergeied too, scoring a big goal and doing exactly what we’ve all asked – chipping in. The big guns can’t do it all. So both Sergei and Max sergeied on this night.
Benoit Pouliot added two assists and continues his rise up my personal favourite player ladder. And Tomas Plekanec scored, giving us great hope his recent slump is now a distant memory.
Such a big game tonight. The Canadiens beat a hot western team. They paid back for that dismal 7-1 bombing on October 7th that saw Carey Price implode in front of family and friends. They have a chance to slide into 7th place in the east. They played with some fire. Halak looked like Jacques Plante. Sergei and the grinders grinded. (ground? grid?) And I won’t have to listen to Canucks fans tomorrow go on about things.
I think the Stanley Cup parade should make its way down Ste. Catherines St. past the Forum.
In Beantown Thursday. Look out Boston, we’re gonna sergei!