I thought it was Larry Robinson out there. But it wasn’t. It was Mike Komisarek, taking care of those nasty Boston Bruins in a way you’re supposed to, by crashing and crunching and slamming and blocking. If Komisarek continues like this, he’s going to be one of the scariest in the league to play against.
Komisarek coming into his own is good news for the Habs and Habs fans. He’s not quite 26 years old, is 6’4″, and weighs 241. The perfect guy to slam opponents’ faces into the glass, bend ribs, crush heads, and scare the bejeesus out of lesser men. With him around, Koivu, Kovalev, Higgins, and the rest feel slightly more at ease.
Montreal pounded Boston 5-2 and it was a beautiful sight. I have only one complaint, and you might have heard this before from me but I’m not letting up until this foolishness ceases. Montreal was leading comfortably 3-0 in the second period and it started. That wretched song again, being sung by Habs fans IN BOSTON. You’ve heard it before, this obnoxious, incessant, vomit-inducing Olay, Olay, Olay, Olay song they sing when the team’s winning. But 9 times out of ten, the other team comes back and scores, and often wins, because the song is sung too early and it’s a big jinx as far as I’m concerned. Last night, just after it started, Boston, naturally, scored. Then, naturally, they scored again. MONTREAL ALMOST LOST BECAUSE OF THIS SONG THAT I DISLIKE MORE THAN SEAN AVERY. And probably Steve Downey.
Please people, quit singing this song. It’s smacks of smugness, arrogance, and over-confidence. If you have to sing it, please wait until the final minute when the team is winning by 3 or 4 goals. Thanks.
Next up, the Rangers on Saturday night. Time to pull away even further. Sean Avery is hurt but he might be faking so he doesn’t have to play against Mike Komisarek.