Saturday, and it’s wet out. There’s a reason why Powell River is so clean. Old Ma Nature likes to wash it.
It’s also game day for the Habs, with the Penguins in town and no Evgeny Malkin to contend with. But of course there’s the kid from Cole Harbour who needs to be corralled.
Sidney Crosby is tied with Steven Stamkos at the head of the class with 31 points, and seeing this, without seeing much of him, I’m assuming he’s at the top of his game. As a comparison, Montreal’s top guy, Max Pacioretty, is 49th in the league with 16 points. Micheal Ryder has 14, but all with Dallas. Tomas Plekanec, third in Habs points, sits in 86th spot with 13.
It’s a chance to widen the gap to five points over a team breathing down our necks, which should happen because I see no reason for it not to. Keep the momentum going and feel good because 24 hours later, it doesn’t get any easier. It’s the Bruins who make me nervous, mostly because they’ve had their best start in 26 years or something like that, and they’re up on Sunday.
The Bruins have also only played 17 games to Montreal’s 20, so it goes without saying that this is a team that needs to be crushed.
But first things first. Take out the Penguins, who are missing Malkin, a guy currently experiencing the same problems as Montreal’s Raphael Diaz and Rene Bourque – the dreaded concussion. I thought things were supposed to get better in this department after all the trouble so many players, including Crosby of course, have had over the last few years with head injuries. Maybe there’s no real answer. Maybe as long as hockey will be played, heads will get knocked and brains scrambled.
Oh yeah, I almost forgot about the other thing that makes me nervous. Matt Cooke plays for Pittsburgh.
I’ll be back later. Like the Habs, I’ve also got a big task at hand right now.