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A Day In the Life of Ryan O’Stupid And The Team: It’s Game day in Tampa Bay. Are They Still Hungover?

IT’S 5PM EASTERN TIME on the day of the game in Tampa Bay and I’m wondering if most of the hangovers are gone now from the Pursegate fiasco. I hear that Ryan O’Stupid will dress tonight but Tom Resistingcopoupolos won’t. Is it just me, or in O’Stupid’s mug shot, does he have a bit of a smart-ass smirk on his face? Red Fisher, the man I’m going to take over for someday, says in the Gazette that it’s unbelievable how stupid some players are today.

IT’s 7:05 PM ET, game time, and no sign of any hangovers yet. Of course, it’s hard to tell because they’re only standing there as the anthems are played. Tom Resistingcopoulos is a scratch tonight. I wonder if his new prison tattoo is bothering him.

FIRST PERIOD’S OVER and with a late goal by Tampa, it’s now 2-2. Montreal needs to talk things over in the room, have a few beers, and  maybe have a quick nap. It always worked for me after a big blow out.

There’s a large sign behind the glass that says ‘Hey O”Byrne, You Dropped Your Purse.’

SECOND PERIOD’S OVER and Montreal’s flat as flat can be. They’re just lucky they’re playing Tampa and not Ottawa. It’s still 2-2. Montreal needs to have a few more beers in the room and try to shake the hangovers. You know, hair of the dog and all that.

GAME’S OVER and Montreal loses 3-2.  They basically stunk tonight. I wonder why? In all seriousness, how could they celebrate so heartily in Tampa after getting humiliated in Ottawa like they were. And I’m not joking about the hangovers. How is it possible to prepare properly for Tampa when you’ve been up half the night partying, and surely would be tired all the next day, and possibly even game day.

I’ve got nothing left to say. I’m very disappointed in my team.

Habs lose to the Senators. And It Was A Real Smelly loss

Unlike the caller to the Montreal radio station who went on about “I believe” regarding the Montreal Canadiens, (which became a revival meeting chant which turned into an “I believe” website), I knew armageddon was coming. I could feel it when the Habs blew a three goal lead to the Rangers last week and lost 5-3. And I’ve felt it ever since.

 All the signs are there. Less than stellar goalkeeping. Only one line, Kovalev, Plekanec, and Andrei Kostitsyn, is producing, with players who should be key players, like Higgins, Latendresse, and Koivu, accomplishing nothing. And the defence rests.

Michael Ryder has been in a 56 game slump. Kovalev’s line is the only unit kept together, while Carbonneau refuses to go with set lines for the others, mixing and trying new combinations pretty well every game.

Why was Carey Price brought up from the minors when the team will definitely go with Huet for most of the remainder of the season. Is keeping Price on the bench better for his development than having him be a workhorse in Hamilton?

A few more stinkers like tonight and will Jacques Demers still feel that Guy Carbonneau is coach of the year?

Ottawa’s Spezza, Alfredsson, and Heatley were absolutely too much for Montreal, garnering 15 points among them tonight. Montreal won’t be a contender as long as they let other teams’ big lines have their way with them like these three did. I’m embarrassed about all of this. It’s like the Alfredsson line was playing Powell River’s Gentlemen Oldtimers.

Huet, starting in nets for the Habs, let in three goals in the first four minutes of the game. Carey Price gave up the next three over two periods.

I’m not a happy camper. Neither are the other several million Habs fans out there.

This game stank worse than the pig farms near Chilliwack

Toronto Beats The Habs. I Hate Hockey

Things were going so well for me lately. I’ve had a few days off where I’ve just kind of lounged around. Twice in the last two days my wife has suggested we go out for some beers, and how good is that? My problem stepdaughter has found a nice apartment over on the island.

So things have been good.

But I knew it. I knew my good times were winding down when Toronto lost 8-0 to Florida the other night. I knew they were playing Montreal next, and I just knew these Leafs, who normally stink, were going to play like the 1972 Russian National Team against the Habs.

Bad news for me, and bad news for Montreal. Toronto wins 4-2. I’m gonna take up cricket. GO PAKISTAN!

It would’ve been better probably if the game was played in Toronto instead of Montreal. The Leafs would’ve felt crazy pressure at home, more than in Montreal. Instead, they got to get out of Dodge and play some pond hockey.

Frankly, Montreal hasn’t looked great in their last three games. They blew a three goal lead to the Rangers and lost 5-3. They barely hung on to win 4-3 against Ottawa after leading 4-1. And tonight, against Toronto, a team with about five NHL’ers and about 15 American Hockey Leaguers, they lost 4-2.

Kovalev was great again for the Habs. Carey Price, just called up from Hamilton, was good. A few others were pretty good.

The rest suffered from a bout of narcolepsy.

Thoughts From A Trucker Between Ottawa And Montreal: What’s Going On With The Sens, The Habs, And The Flower

I just got an email from my old pal Rick in Ottawa. Rick’s a semi driver, been doing it for 35 years or so, and often he runs his 18 wheeler from Ottawa, where he lives, down into Montreal. Here’s what he had to say.

“I sometimes think I’m lost when I’m trucking down the 417. At the beginning of the season, when I’d leave Ottawa, sports radio was all good time and happy people because the Sens had this great winning record. Then, as I neared Montreal, the radio talk was all doom and gloom with fans constantly whining. Funny how that goes where the situation is reversed now. If I was driving in a heavy fog listening to the radio now I would think I was driving in the wrong direction as the tables have turned. FOR NOW. 

“I didn’t hear any of the Ottawa game last night against Boston, but it sounds like they didn’t wake up until the third period. As I listened to the Habs game down there, it sounded from their announcers that they weren’t on their A game either but Huet kept them in it. There was talk yesterday that Carey Price might be coming back soon.

“English radio (in Montreal) were quite respectful to The Flower yesterday, keeping it low profile, but they were outraged by the way the cops handled it. I’m not saying that what Lafleur did was right but do the cops have to tell the media two days in advance that they were gonna pick him up? Maybe they were afraid that he was going to flee to Thurso and go into hiding.

That stunt was all politics by the cops to show they were doing their job.”

Keeping Up With Our Boy Carey Price, Down On The Farm

Of course you’ve been saying to yourself lately, “Hmm, I wonder how Carey Price is doing since he was sent down to Hamilton.”

And rightly so that you should be wondering. Price, at 6’3″, 226 lbs., is considered the young stud, the next great goalie in a long line of great goalies who’ve played for the Canadiens.

And because you’ve been wondering, I’m here to deliver.

He’s not doing fantastic. Quite ordinary, actually. He’s played 8 games there, down on the farm, has let in 25 goals, (3.12 average) and has 4 wins and 4 losses with no shutouts.

He’s young. It’s going to take time.

Red Fisher Or Queen Elizabeth: Who Will Step Down First?

Okay, a small setback in New York Saturday night ,  4-1 being the score for the Rangers, or the Hell’s Kitchenettes as I like to call them. But it’s okay to lose from time to time to keep everyone on edge and not get too complacent. This is the power of positive thinking.

But there has to be a big rebound Tuesday in Long Island. The boys were pretty listless. Why is that?

Carey Price let in 5 goals in Hamilton against the Rochester Americans on Saturday, so things weren’t good on this particular night on different levels. In fact, the only ray of sunshine in the whole thing was Dany Heatley separating his shoulder in Ottawa and will be out four to six weeks.

I’d have a lot more to say about all this if only Red Fisher would retire and hand the reigns over to me to cover the team at home and on the road. I feel like Prince Charles, waiting for mum to finally take the retirement package.

Coming shortly: THE NIGHT I DRANK BEER WITH AUREL JOLIET!

Sorting Through the Numbers and Not Missing Mike Ribeiro

Montreal has 7 less points than last year at this time, but what happened next isn’t going to happen this year. Beginning Dec 29th of last year, the team won only 9 out their next 35 games. But they had Huet and David Aebischer in goal last year and not Huet and Carey Price. There’s no way they’re going to be as pathetic this year.

Big game tonight in Dallas, the last before the short Christmas break.  And in the BIG overall picture, I need to win my yearly bet with Sandy, the one about who will finish with the most points, Montreal or those ridiculous Canucks. If there really is a Santa, he will come through for me. I need this bet. If you’ve heard Sandy, you know what I mean.

And one last thing about Dallas. Now that ex-Hab Mike Ribeiro is playing well with Dallas, people all over are saying what a mistake it was for Montreal to let him go. NO WAY. Ribeiro in Montreal was a selfish prima donna who only cared about if he played well, then his next contract would be better. It was all about money, not the team, for this immature player. I also saw with my own eyes the night with Pittsburgh in town and Montreal losing by a goal in a hard fought and important game, with a stoppage in play, Ribeiro skated over to Sidney Crosby and asked him if he could have his stick. Right then and there, I wanted Rebeiro out of Montreal. Ribeiro was never the kind of player I wanted on the Habs and I don’t care if he scores 50 goals this year with Dallas, I wouldn’t want him back.

When Things Get Going

Last year at this time, after 17 games, Montreal’s record was a blistering 10-4-3. And not only that, they went on to win the next five out of six games. I was worried management might neglect to plan the Stanley Cup parade down Ste. Catherines past the old Forum.

They carried on into December and by late in the month, their record was a quite lovely 22-9-5. Fans at the Bell Centre were singing that nauseous song far too often.  After that, though, with the help of three separate six game losing steaks, they ended up not making the playoffs.

This year, after 17 games, lo and behold, the team is 10-4-3, exactly the same as last year. Fans are singing that obnoxious song again. But will the team fall apart again? Nope. Because instead of David Aebisher in goal, there is Carey Price. As young as he is, he’s going to lead this team to the promised land. (The Forum ghosts, who I talk to, told me this.) And when this happens, the sky will open, the sun will shine, and Montreal fans who have stuck with the mediocrity for so long will wake from their slumber and smile, and Daniel  Briere will kick himself in the nuts and have nightmares for the rest of his life.