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Happy Labour Day

Happy Labour Day, or Labor Day in the U.S.

I feel sorry for those who don’t work. They don’t get this holiday.

I’ve noticed that Sens fans aren’t crazy about Daniel Alfredsson right now. No loyalty to the Senators from Alfie, they’re saying. Go for a few bucks more in Detroit and end his career there instead of in Ottawa, where it should have ended.

Maybe he should have stayed, I don’t know. He probably feels that the city of Detroit is just too beautiful to pass up on. And I can’t talk. I showed absolutely no loyalty to the Otaco factory in Orillia when I went uptown for lunch one day and never came back.

Just saw on the news that man has grown 11 cm (4.33 inches) since 1870. It gets my heart pumping, because if I can live for just 115 more years, I’ll finally be a six-footer!  And if David Desharnais can play for another 143 years, he will be too!

Also on the news today was a story about 56 gnomes showing up at the water treatment plant in Parry Sound – Gnomes in Parry Sound . When I read this and saw that the gnomes were described as “human-like creatures”, I thought it was tremendously heart-warming that 56 Boston Bruins players would make the trip to Parry Sound to pay homage to the town’s most famous citizen, Bobby Orr, the greatest Bruin of them all.

But then the article said the gnomes were small and plastic and they didn’t mention hideously ugly, so I realized it wasn’t Bruins players after all. I wish news writers would sometimes be more clear.

Eller Shines In Win

Four straight. Top of the pops. And if it isn’t one guy helping out in a big way, it’s another.

Habs win 4-3 in a shootout with Ottawa after blowing a 3-1 lead, but a couple of guys checked in from start to finish and did what others do on other nights. Helped their team to win.

Tonight, Lars Eller and P.K. Subban were the guys who did much of the chipping in. Subban skated miles, and on two second-period power plays, he scored on one and assisted on another as his team went up 3-1. Eller had opened the scoring in the first, and made a move only guys with good hands can make to end it for his team in the shootout after Alex Galchenyuk had also got the job done using his own trickery.

It might not have gone to overtime and a shootout if Daniel Alfredsson hadn’t beat Carey Price to make it 3-2 with just a second and a half remaining in the second frame. But I don’t want to talk about that. The Canadiens got their two points after Galchenyuk and Eller did the job in the shootout, and it’s a beautiful thing.

Random Notes:

Galchenyuk rattled one off the post late in the third with the scored tied.

Guys with assists, aside from P.K., included Gabriel Dumont, Josh Gorges, Max, Andrei Markov, and Tomas Plekanec.

First place in the east with 40 points, third overall. I don’t know what to say exactly. I’m just so proud of the team, and I’m so excited at what’s transpiring. In the near future the Habs play Pittsburgh, and then Boston the following night (Mar. 26, 27), which will be good, honest tests. Handle those two teams and the message will be sent loud and clear.

But first things first.

Canadiens in New Jersey on Saturday night. Yes, I’m a greedy bastard.




Still Lookin’ Good

Everyone goes on and on about some of the beautiful wives and girlfriends of younger NHLers, and that’s nice. These women are all very lovely. Montreal’s Brandon Prust, for example, has a terrific lady.

But what about the wives of some of the older guys? The senior citizens of the league are Teemu Selanne at 42, and Martin Brodeur, Daniel Alfredsson, Ray Whitney, and Jaromir Jagr, all at 40, and just because they’re old doesn’t mean they don’t have gorgeous spouses.

So it makes me very happy to show you a few pictures of the women in these fine players’ lives.

Mrs. Teemu Selanne


Mrs. Ray Whitney, Mrs. Daniel Alfredsson, and Mrs. Jaromir Jagr

Jagr, Whitney, Alfredsson

And Mrs. Martin Brodeur and Mrs Chris Chelios posing at the All-Star Game festivities a few years ago. (Mrs. Chelios’ husband retired in 2010 at 48 years old).


Oh, and about Brandon Prust’s woman? This is Marie-Pier Morin.


Max A Finalist

Max Pacioretty is one of three finalists for the Bill Masterton Memorial Trophy, presented to the one who “best exemplifies the qualities of perseverance, sportsmanship and dedication to hockey.”

Great for Max. Our guy rebounded from the infamous Chara assault and enjoyed his best season ever, leading his team with 33 goals and 32 assists for 65 points. Max has become a bonafide power forward, and will be a key guy, of course, in the Habs success next season.

The other two finalists are Joffrey Lupul of the Leafs and the Sens’ Daniel Alfredsson.

Bill Masterton played just one season in the NHL, 1968 with the Minnesota North Stars, and it was during this campaign that he was checked hard in a game against the Oakland Seal, fell back and cracked his head on the ice, suffering a brain hemorrage. He died two days after the event.

Masterton hadn’t been wearing a helmet, and his death got the ball rolling for players to finally put protection on their heads. But it still took years before everyone got on board.

Less Smiles, More Unpleasantness Please

The fantasy draft is over, the skills competition has wrapped up, we just have to get through what passes for a game, and All-Star weekend will draw to a close.

My prediction for today’s game? Hmm. I’d say Team Chara over Team Alfredsson. Maybe a low-scoring affair – 31 to 24. And later on, Botox salesmen will be present to give players free samples to help them remove wrinkles caused by those lovey-dovey smiles they’ve been wearing.

John Ferguson is punching heaven’s walls right now.

I just wish I could have had a slapshot like these guys when I was a smallish-yet-shifty right winger for Orillia’s Byers Bulldozers bantam and midget squads. When I was in Orillia last year I asked an old teammate Gary Cooper how he managed to have such a great shot back then, and he said he tried to tell us but we wouldn’t listen. He said the secret is for the stick to hit the ice several inches before it touches the puck, something we could see last night when Chara and the boys were whistling them in.

If only I would have listened to Gary Cooper. I could’ve played for the Habs. Or if I would’ve had the misfortune to be chosen by Boston, I could’ve stayed and helped the Orillia Terriers win the Allan Cup. But I didn’t listen to Gary and it’s been a struggle ever since.

And if I may, I’d like to suggest a couple more events for the skills competition. Wouldn’t it be fun to see players stand at one goal line and try to shoot a wrist shot over the glass at the other end? Gordie Howe could do it.

How about bouncing the puck toward the goal from outside the blueline, like JC Tremblay used to do. JC would score two or three goals a year by pulling off this little trickery, and no one else could do it as well. Seems like a bonafide skill to me.

Lets just get the peace and love out of the way and get back to business. The business of the Habs beating Buffalo on Tuesday, making it three in a row, which hasn’t happened since late October, and continue up that wobbly ladder.

And I’ve changed my prediction for today’s game because probably 31-24 is just too ridiculous. I’m saying 19-18. That’s more like it.




Habs Blast Struggling Sens

It’s not a time to gloat.

Although beating the Ottawa Senators 7-1 is indeed a lovely thing.

But the Habs were playing a team in trouble, with a coach (Cory Clouston) on the cusp of becoming unemployed, with a captain (Daniel Alfredsson) barely noticeable, and with two goaltenders (Mike Brodeur and Brian Elliot) not exactly having a stellar night. Not to mention Alex Kovalev.

It’s a team in turmoil, these Ottawa Senators, which the Habs took advantage of. Now, if the Canadiens can score more than a few on Saturday against a better outfit, the Anaheim Ducks, and then next Tuesday against Philadelphia, maybe I’ll gloat then.

However, it’s a night to be enjoyed for Montreal players and fans. Seven goals is a nice round figure, although I was hoping for eight or nine.

We’ll take it. It doesn’t happen often, the last time being November 13th when the team surprised the Carolina Hurricanes 7-2, so these blowouts are few and far between. We’re used to two or three goals at best.

But I’m not gloating. I prefer to say I just really, really enjoyed what happened tonight. 

Random Notes:

Tomas Plekanec was flying, scoring two goals – one on a big shot, and the other on a breakaway where he, a Flying Czech, looked like a Flying Frenchman of days gone by.

Many played well, which is usually the case when a team scores seven times, and it was nice to see Max Pacioretty with a goal and an assist considering the last time we saw him he was being wheeled out of the Buffalo rink strapped in a stretcher with an intravenous tube attached to him.

Saturday with Saku Koivu, Maxim Lapierre, and their Ducks visiting. I won’t feel bad if the Canadiens only score five this time. I’ve said it many times – when it comes to Montreal scoring, I’m a greedy bastard.

The Day After The Night Before

If you don’t think the Habs doing well is good for hockey, then you’re not a hockey fan. Heck, I’ll even go as far as saying that the Leafs doing well is good for hockey. As an example, after Montreal won game seven, I received emails and phone calls from people telling me where they were and how they were dealing with it. Excitement is through the roof.

But I read a comment in a CBC online writeup which I found very disturbing and if it would have come to my site, I would’ve spammed it within seconds. It went something like, “I hate the Habs. I want all 29 teams to beat them. I despise everything they represent and I despise the culture they stand for.”

I wonder what that means? “I despise the culture they stand for.” Is it the culture of success he relates to, or smug Habs fans that people complain about, or is it, and I hope not, about the French/English thing? Because if this is what this person meant, then I, as an Englishman who has never met this piece of shit, am apologizing for him. There’s boors in every language and I wish the CBC would have deleted this nasty comment.

However, if he means “a winning culture, a culture of success and a truckload of Stanley Cups, then great. Bring it on. Keep the jealousy coming. 

In the last two minutes of the game, when Ryan O’Byrne took his penalty, my wife couldn’t bear to watch. She went out on the deck and listened for me to make some kind of happy or sad sound. She peeked in once and all I said was “24 seconds left” and she went back out again. And when I finally told her it was over and they won, she came back in and watched it on recording.

New Habs fan (and up until recently, Bruins fan) Bostonian Diane and her sister were on pins and needles as the game wore down. This is sister Nancy’s email:

“WOW!  I was out climbing last night and at the pub could not get the “game” on the TV as the bar had all 12 TVs trained on the Red Sox.  One TV way out of my eyes was on the game and the waiter kept me abreast of the score 1 – 0 for the longest time.  I was in my car and finally found the game on only to hear 2 -0 through the static of the poor reception. Then stuck in traffic it was 2- 1 with 3 minutes 30 seconds left. I was in a tizzy!  A panic if you will. Praying the longest 3 minutes of my life would go quickly with no more scoring on the capitals part (note no capital on their name).  Then the bloody radio got really fuzzy and I frantically searched for the game elsewhere.  Finally l found through the snow a muffled Montréal and I called up sis who I knew would have the game on.  Imagine the joy to my ears when I heard the team won!  I could have been stuck in traffic for the rest of the night and I would not be in a bad mood, unreal! 

Now the Boston radios are all saying good for Boston and the Canadiens don’t stand a chance etc…. Time to pray some more to the Forum Gods.”

A couple of years ago a friend of mine was in Montreal and brought me back a Habs car flag which I promptly put in a trunk. After the game I dug it out and it’s going where it should be going – on my car.

I really have changed my tune about Alex Ovechkin. I realize he’s not a complete player, just very dangerous as he storms up the ice. Sidney Crosby has more bullets in his holster and is more of a shifty, smart team player.

JW in Ottawa, who is a big Senators fan, says the Sens only lost to Pittsburgh because they didn’t have a full squad (Kovalev, Michalek, Alfredsson playing hurt etc.) He says the Habs can win this series, something Habs fans already know. But I’m sure Montreal will continue to get absolutely no respect from the media and won’t be given much of a chance. I’ve already heard a prediction of Pittsburgh four straight.

We really need Jaroslav Spacek back. And I’ve got great faith that Jaro Halak is in such a zone now that he and his team (and ours) can go extremely deep into these playoffs.

The Penguins have had a nice little rest and watched the Canadiens on TV. The Canadiens have had no rest and are filled with adrenaline and momentum. I kind of like the adrenaline and momentum better than the little rest.


#4 vs. #8
Friday, April 30 at Pittsburgh, 7:00 p.m. CBC, RDS, VERSUS
Sunday, May 2 at Pittsburgh, 2:00 p.m. NBC, CBC, RDS
Tuesday, May 4 at Montreal, 7:00 p.m. CBC, RDS, VERSUS
Thursday, May 6 at Montreal, 7:00 p.m. CBC, RDS, VERSUS
*Saturday, May 8 at Pittsburgh, 7:00 p.m. CBC, RDS, VERSUS
*Monday, May 10 at Montreal, 7:00 p.m. CBC, RDS, VERSUS
*Wednesday, May 12 at Pittsburgh, TBD CBC, RDS, VERSUS

Habs Looking To Sink The Sens


The Ottawa Senators are at the Bell Centre Saturday night, and it’s a game Montreal must win to continue their gradual climb up the ladder of success. And there’s no reason why they shouldn’t win. Look at the sad sack bunch they’ll be playing.

This is a recent photo of the Senators at Scotiabank Place, wearing their retro-jerseys and minus big guns Daniel Alfredsson, Jason Spezza and Milan Michalek who were injured and didn’t want to make the long, arduous trek to the rink, along with several others who ran out of gas driving all the way out there, plus Alex Kovalev, who sometimes shows up and sometimes doesn’t.

It’s also quite a homely team.

Sorry, JW. Can’t Do It

My friend JW in Ottawa was for years a good, solid Habs fan and then, without warning, shockingly became a Senators fan when the city got a team. Now he feels his team stinks, big guns Alfredsson, Spezza and Michalek are all injured, the goaltending situation sucks, and all in all, it’s not good right now in the Nation’s Capital.

So he wants to know if we’d trade one of our goalies to Ottawa.

Not a chance, JW. We need both. You made your bed when you deserted your old team.

And anyway, all you’ve got left to offer is Mike Fisher and Carrie Underwood.

Breaking Down The Habs’ Remaining November Games

It’ll be a very interesting remainder of November for the Montreal Canadiens. The boys are in Ottawa now, (Kanata, way to the west of the city, where the rink is), getting ready to take on the dysfunctional Senators.

Then they’re at home Saturday to beat the Bruins, and we all know what this game means. It’s Patrick Roy Sweater To The Rafters Night.

Then the boys sleep in their own beds and wait for the Islanders on Monday.

After that, it’s a two game road trip, when they travel to Detroit next Wednesday, and then swing over to Washington for a Friday game against the Caps.

They then close out the month the following Saturday when the Sabres visit.


What does all this mean? 

 It means every game will probably be a struggle for our struggling guys. Let’s see – Ottawa, Boston, the Islanders, Detroit, Washington, and the Sabres. How many games will they win here?

 Boston and Detroit should be tough ones. The Sabres and Washington will also be no picnic. Montreal seems to play flat in Washington. I went to a game there in the 1980’s with a bunch of guys on a beer-soaked, rented car roadtrip, and the Habs lost 5-0.  

 And opening game this year in Buffalo, the Habs lost in a shootout and were flat, a sign of things to come.

 If all the stars and planets are in alignment, Montreal should kick the Islanders ass.

 Which brings us to Thursday night’s game in Ottawa. The Senators have stunk this year. There’s no other way to say it. It’s a team in turmoil, it seems. I don’t know why. They’ve got Alfredsson, Heatley, and Spezza, for goodness sakes. That’s a lot.

But I suppose they’re missing most everything else, although journeyman goalie Alex Auld has been better than expected.

 Montreal needs to start in Ottawa, pick up steam, and make their presence felt in all these games mentioned. Their power play needs to explode. They have to quit taking ridiculous penalties, which I blame Guy Carbonneau for. A Stanley Cup contender is a disciplined team.

Alex Kovalev needs to break out. Why does he feel he needs to be pretty on the ice? Pretty doesn’t usually work. Power works. And as Kovalev goes, the team goes. We saw this last year.

 Carey Price needs to play at least five of the six remaining November games, preferably all six. The Kostitsyn boys, both of them, have to play like last year, although Andrei has been fairly good. Sergei hasn’t.

The defence has to tighten up. Price faced 48 shots in Carolina. That’s unacceptable.

 Also, they’re showing that they’re weak clearing the puck. It can’t be that difficult to shoot the puck out. But other teams have seemed to have figured out how to stop it. Why is that? Carbonneau again, I think.

 And I’ll mention it again. Quit taking stupid penalties. It kills momentum. The gunners sit on the bench while the penalty killers work. How can Carbonneau stop this insanity? Start benching those who take bad, ill-timed penaties. Do something.

In my book, the penalty-taking is the biggest killer of all.