The day the sky fell : Habs 2-6 Flames
Seriously, they’re running out of excuses.
Last night was the first time ever I’ve seriously felt like turning off the TV. Not because My Wife & Kids was on the other channel, but because we were that bad.
The Flames weren’t exactly lighting the West on fire before this game. They had lost 4 games in a row and we missed a big opportunity to start this road-trip out on the right foot. Now we started it on the wrong foot, and that’s never a good thing.
Where do I start? First off, let me say that even though I’m calling out some players, this slide is not one person’s fault. A team wins together and they lose together.
Alex Kovalev – How many times was he beat to the puck? Just plain ol’ outskated and outfought to the round rubber thingy. I wish I had a replay option like the guys on RDS, because I distinctly remember 3 or 4 instances where Kovy just gave up on the puck completely.
Mike Komisarek – His next paycheck is decreasing in value day after day. When did he become guilty of so many give-aways? He’s gotta improve his game.
Jaroslav Halak - I am sick of having a goalie that doesn’t make the saves we need. Halak should be traded as soon as possible. (that was humor – the slovak sex machine was completely blameless, except maybe on the breakaways, but even then..)
I mean, we started well enough. But as it’s been the case for far too many times recently, we just died down. The Flames adjusted their game and we couldn’t keep up. And against a physical and goodlooking team like Calgary, you have to compete.
Worst part of the game: their fans singing “na na na na, hey hey hey, goodbye!”. THAT’S OUR THING MOTHERFUCKERS!
I don’t blame them. We were a beaten team last night. The bench was dead, the pllayers on the ice were deflated, there was nothing going on.
Oh yeah, that and the two shorthanded goals they scored. HEY SERGEI! NEWS FLASH! YOU’RE NOT GRETZKY! SO WHEN YOU DECIDE TO DANGLE IN CENTRE-ICE, YOU BETTER NOT BE THE LAST MAN BACK!
Our powerplay in the 3rd period – Laraque, Kostopoulos and Lapierre. The guys that work. And what happened? They got us a 5 on 3. But then our ‘skilled’ guys stepped on the ice and nothing came from that 5 on 3. Not even a popcorn with butter.
This is obviously a much deeper issue than Paris Hilton’s VAGEEN. I don’t know what it is. It seems there’s no unity in the dressing room, no passion to play. When you lose your sense of a team, you’re done.
Oh yeah, Koivu called a team meeting right after the game. According to HabsInsideOut, the dressing room was closed for all media members for half an hour, so I guess that’s good.
WHAT I WOULD HAVE GIVEN TO BE IN THAT ROOM! I WOULD HAVE LITERALLY SOLD MY LITTLE BROTHER! HE CAN DO TRICKS! HE PLAYS HALO 2, DOES HIS OWN LAUNDRY, CAN WIPE HIS OWN ASS, AND ON NEW YEAR’S, HE GROWS!
Oil’s next. If we lose that game, shit’s gona hit the fan. More so than it already has. There’ll be so much shit, it’ll be like that movie Glitter.
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hahaha, wow.
you would have sold my little man? pssssh, no no no.