One week later and one game that lacked an unnecessary Brent Seabrook pinch with under 30 seconds to play and it was pretty much the exact same result. A coin flip to decide the winner. No time to waste; let’s get moving.
After missing last week’s post, there’s a lot of things brewing on my stove here. Let’s try to keep all the pots and pans in order. Or something like that.
Apologies for the late wrap. Saturday night’s tilt was a theme we should see plenty of this year. Hawks severely outplay opposition. Opposing goalie plays incredibly well. Hawks win anyways. In that vain, let’s not waste any more time. On to the bullets.
A few things to cover this week, some from Tuesday night’s affair and some that have nothing to do with Tuesday night.
–It only took about 15 seconds for the Capitals to put Joakim Nordstrom to the test. In their first four power plays, the Capitals were running their power play on whatever side Nordstrom was playing on. Nordstrom, understandably so, was caught in between a lot of times, having a difficult time deciding whether to take away time and space or give his man room. Skill guys like Mike Green and Alex Ovechkin chewed that up.
By now, what else can be said about the Toronto-Buffalo scrap from Sunday night starring old friend John Scott. I’m not going to turn this into an enforcer debate because I’d rather hear about your religious beliefs or thoughts on abortion.
Instead, the part that’s tickled me are people who try to compare the situation to what happened in the 60’s or 70’s. “For those people who are offended at this line brawl, what would you think about this fight from 1974??” they say.
I’m guessing those people would be equally offended but that’s just a hunch.
Here’s a new feature for the upcoming season. Every Thursday, I’ll be throwing together a wide array of thoughts for your viewing (dis) pleasure. So where do we start this? Wherever I want…
Quick note: As the summer winds on, I will be making updates as to what video game is in my PS3. My hope is this for to become a regular topic for me this summer. I rarely play sports games so there’s a good chance this will all be action/adventure games. (“AAAAAAHHHHH! TALK MORE SPORTZZZZZ!!!”) If you aren’t interested in this sort of thing, then you can go back to arguing about line arrangements that are going to be shifted after the third preseason game anyways. I’ll try to keep any spoilers to a minimum.
If you’re like 3.4 million other people, you’ve have entered a world unlike any other in “The Last of Us,” a Playstation 3 exclusive that involves a post-apocalyptic journey across what was once the United States of America. Generally when I beat a game that I find engrossing, it takes a couple days for me to decompress back into reality and remember it’s not normal to go around sneaking up on people and snapping necks. Games like Red Dead Redemption, the Batman Arkham series and the Unchartered series come to mind.
It’s hard to believe something that started so innocently in the middle of January could end so abruptly and beautifully in June. Yet, that’s exactly what happened today (or yesterday). The Chicago Blackhawks captured their second Stanley Cup in four years in Boston on June 24. Yes, it’s incredibly hard to believe; even more so for the fans of the team since the 70’s, 80’s or 90’s but it is true.
This Hawks team, with a goalie as “incompetent” as Corey Crawford, a 3rd line not nearly as strong as the 2010 team and a top line that couldn’t nearly compete with the Western Conference’s best somehow found its way to the NHL’s top prize at the end of June.
Anyways, like we’ve always done, let’s move to the bulletos.
Was it Al Michaels that recently described watching a hockey game like dying a thousand deaths? I think it was. Either way, I would probably describe watching this game as feeling like William Wallace as the English unstrung his intestines and lit them on fire as he watched while tied to an iron maiden.
Let’s not waste anymore time. To the bullets.
This is what happens when an unstoppable force meets an immovable object.
Something tells me this will not be a short series.
No more wasting time; let’s get to abbreviated bullets before I turn into a werewolf or whatever mythical creature comes out after midnight.
