Bruins-Habs Game 3: Gurggg
April 19, 2011
- I blame the brooms. Some dudes showed up with brooms. To Game 3. Brooms. Game 3. Brooms.
- I also blame my desire to chant “Thank You Kessel” at the Bruins for that loss. Act like a Bruins fan, watch your team lose. It’s simple.
- I don’t care what team you cheer for, or even if you like hockey. Put a playoff game at the Bell Centre on your bucket list now now now. Now.
- Here’s the story of the series: whoever plays Jacques Martin hockey better wins the game.
- The Habs were really nervous and jumpy to start, but when they settled in, oh, about over halfway through the game, they absolutely dominated. Maybe next time they’ll only take a quarter of the game to settle down and we’ll be in business.
- To be honest, I really don’t have a good feeling about the Bruins running off to sequester themselves at Lake Placid while the Habs stay in this mess. The lovely LawyerGirl77, however, pointed out that J-Mart probably has some plan to sequester the Habs, too.
- Don’t forget that without that monstrous gaffe Price made, it’s a tie game. Carey isn’t going to make many monstrous gaffes like that again in his career, I don’t think.
- David Krejci appears to have removed his head from his ass.
- That said, when you’re relying on David Krejci to generate your team’s offence…
- The Bruins did this ‘immediately collapse around Thomas’ thing almost every time the Habs got in their zone in the first and second. Not so much in the third. Because they couldn’t get there fast enough.
- Did you notice that the US Anthem was not booed? Could it be that we are evolving?
- My good friend Jon met myself and Amanda before the game and came up with the most excellent idea. Whenever an American player scores for the Habs, the Bell Centre should erupt in USA! USA! USA! chants. I won’t be at the next game, but if you are, you better make that shit happen.
- That third period was something else. Exciting, frustrating, heartbreaking, encouraging.
- Apologies for the bullet points being short this time. My brain and the rest of me are a little broken.