The Place Will Be Rockin' 'cause it's Hockey Tonight!
I am looking so forward to tonight's Penguins-Caps game. The series has been a series of punches and counterpunches and so emotional. You know Alex and Sid will be fired up and it's going to be up to Mike Green (almost invisible) or Evgeny Malkin (partly cloudy) to make the difference for their teams. The goalies are pretty much even at this point but you really have to give it up for Simeon Varlamov and what he has been able to do with Washington this spring.Saying that, I keep coming back to the thought that if Pittsburgh wins tonight that they will go to the Stanley Cup finals. If the Caps win, I'm not so sure. They seem to be dancing like a snow fence: bend-but-don't-break. The Penguins have been getting much more even pressure on Varlamov. Does the rookie stand on his head and will the Capitals past Pittsburgh?
It's really a toss-up in every sense. So, in the event of a toss-up, conventional wisdom says to hang your hat on the known at the expense of the unknown. Mark Andre Fleury is the known. He carried the Penguins to the finals last season and has played in many more "big spot" games than Varlamov.
The Capitals, however, are at home and in front of a crazy amount of boisterous red shirts. That doesn't mean anything, I guess, but maybe that extra energy is like crack for the team.
The Head says: Pittsburgh. The Heart says: Washington. Caps 4-3.
Two other series have now gone to a seventh game. Tomorrow night, the Ducks return to The Scene of the Crime for CSI: Joe Louis Arena.Last night's game warmed the very cockles of everybody's Old Time Hockey hearts. There's nothing wrong with a little aggression to send a message in a hockey game. And by "little aggression" I mean "face-washes" and "wrestling punches".
The Ducks have some of the old school snarl that grates on their opponents like too much sand in your shorts at the beach. The Red Wings walk that aisle and they know they're better than you. What's not to love?
So if we put that series to the test we see that (My Name is) Jonas Hiller has been superb slowing down the Red Wings assault. The Ducks have been winning through a bullying game. Chris Osgood is the Red Wings goalie and whenever he gets kicked, he Chumbawambas and gets up again.
I'm loathe to do the whole car thing but I guess we can do a "suppose" with lawn mowers.
Do you want the precision mower that gets in tight corners or do you want the one that chops down everything in it's path but isn't quite as reliable? (Keep in mind this is being written by a man who has never mowed a lawn in his life.)
I'm picking against Nick Lidstrom for the first time ever: Ducks win game seven and go on to meet Patrick Kane, Jonathan "I've never met any of Patrick Kane's sisters" Toews, and the rest of the boys from Chicago.
The Bruins and Hurricanes renew hostilities also on Thursday night.Have there ever been a more annoying bunch of bandwagoneers than the Bruins fans? I went to Bruins games in Boston many times over the years and on TV, this new group of crazy Lucic followers are taking it to A Whole New Level.
I mean, there's always the fans who just get caught up in the playoffs and stuff but when you're in an office and there's a woman you've worked with for ten years comes in wearing a LOOCH t-shirt and has never even dropped any inclination that she liked hockey before this, you're left to only wonder.
As an impartial observer who loves the game, I realize that it would be very cool for the Bruins to win the Stanley Cup if only to shine a light on the city. On the other hand, the sense of entitlement of most Boston Sports Fans is nauseating. Red Sox fans are one thing. They want you think that they don't stink even though they're keeping an eye on the Yankees all the time. (Full disclosure: I grew up rooting for the Yankees.)
Patriots fans are jaundiced. They think it is a birthright to be in the Super Bowl.
The Celtics bandwagoneers'll bolt in the night once reality sets in after that NBA title last year. (Full disclosure: I grew up a Celtics fan.)
Saying that, I like Tim Thomas more than I like Cam Ward--even thought Ward won a Cup for Carolina back in the day. I like Eric Staal (Tavares = E. Staal 2.0) more than any of the other Bruins forwards. I like Chara more than all of them.
So what does this mean: I'm sorry if you read this, Mr. Bob Wells of Branford, CT, but I think the Hurricanes have a darn good chance tomorrow night...but the Bruins will go on to the Conference Finals.
Actually, Bob, that should make you happy. Hated to swerve you like that...but 1972 was a long time ago.
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