Remember when Dwight King came up for his cup of coffee last season and everyone mocked him, the Kings, Lombardi and Terry Murray because the Kings were so lame that Dwight King was the best they could do on the first line?
Didn’t we hear some of that again when King and Jordan Nolan were recalled this spring, as if those two chuckleheads were going to stop our scoring troubles?
I seem to recall many people dismissing Colin Fraser as a useless piece of flotsam when he came here in the Smyth deal. Our fourth line is awesome. Even without Kyle Clifford.
I wonder if Ryan Smyth is mad that his wife made him move back to Edmonton?
Funny that Quick’s Cloutier moment didn’t seem to upset anyone.
I even liked Quick’s comment that he “wouldn’t have played it differently” given the chance. I mean, that’s objectively insane, but I find his confidence calming. I note the distinct absence of the Jon Quick deer in the headlights look from years past.
I liked Brian Engblom’s sarcastic, “Yeah in those scrums you often see guys get accidentally cross-checked in the throat.” That’s my paraphrase, but it was something close to that. He was responding to whichever dumbass saying that Doan was shoved from behind, somehow mitigating the cross-check to Mitchell’s adam’s apple.
I forgot to mention, I think Jason Labarbera’s little victory dance is stupid. I’m referring to last series. He didn’t do it tonight. That would be really stupid.
Does that fact that Penner is playing so well in the playoffs let me off the hook for predicting he would score 30-40 goals in the regular season?
Oh. Nice pass by Voynov. Nice shot by Brown.
Six wins in a row. 9-1 in the playoffs. But the most surreal sensation is the one that comes from almost never being behind at any point in any of these games. I’m just not used to being not behind.
I keep thinking about W. P. Kinsella’s short-story, “The Last Pennant Before Armageddon.”
In that story, the Cubs are on a historic hot streak, and are about to win the World Series, and their manager is having a recurring nightmare that the Cubs win it all and then the world blows up. He believes it’s a premonition. And he has to decide whether he should throw the series to save the world, or win it all and let the world explode.
And that, in turn reminds me of a discussion a few years ago on Hammond’s site, in which some commenters revealed that they (seriously) believed the world was going to end in 2012. I said something like “we’ll no wonder you’re so impatient re Lombardi’s five year plan!”
I wonder what the end-timer contingent thinks now.
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