Maxim Lapierre has signed a one year, $900,000 contract with the Habs, and hopefully the puzzling plumber picks it up a notch. Because in my mathematical world, I’ve figured that Max has 5 games in a year where he’s absolutely sensational and everyone raves about him, 10 games where he’s fairly effective, 50 games where he’s all too quiet, and 19 games where he’s just a bum who should go away and never come back.
Then there’s the “piss-off” factor. For a couple of dozen games in the year, Max pisses off the other team, the fans, the broadcasters, and the people at the snack booths who aren’t even watching the game.
And we can’t forget the “brain-dead” factor. The one where he rams opposing players from behind causing near career-ending injuries, only to smile and laugh afterward. This can be lumped in to the couple of dozen games where he pisses off everybody.
Most importantly, though, are the few games, the five I mentioned above, when Max Lapierre is a guy every team drools over. It’s when he plays on the wild side, on the edge, goading and hitting, and last but not least – showing excellent hands and puck handling that opens eyes from all watching.
Max has one year to show his best side. Forget five games here and ten games there. The Montreal Canadiens need this enigma to be one of their best players and we know he can be. But unfortunately, on too many nights, he’s one of the worst.
This will be Max’s fifth season with the Habs. It’s time. From Habs fans everywhere, we say smarten up.