I woke up in an exceptional mood, so I will act as though that 0-3 loss (7th shutout loss of the season), didn't happen. As trade deadline approaches, and this being the last week in a Habs jersey for a couple of guys, let's take a look back and somehow mine out a few wonderful moments of this season. While it's been a rough one, it hasn't been all bad all the time. There were a few times we smiled as a fan base. Let us reminisce:
Today's topic: Class at a hockey game. When Zdeno Chara took a puck to the face in the last seconds of the first period, there was some cheering from the stands. Twitter exploded. The words "class" and "classless" were thrown around, and once again, I felt like the journalists from up above were scolding a fan base.
Confession: I REALLY enjoyed that shootout last night! I am semi-ashamed to admit it, only because I am like a grumpy old man when it comes to this nouveau aspect of the game. But eight rounds in and my nail-biting habit was in FULL force. I liked that Louie LeBlanc got a chance in to shoot in front of the home crowd (even if he didn't get a shot off), I like that...
Last night the Detroit Red Wings were giving up goals like Oprah gives out cars.(Well, except for Scott Gomez).
I am humiliated. Last night's game was embarrassing to watch. A SIX MINUTE POWER PLAY! But I don't want to harp on a game that was tedious to watch. I think the only reason I kept it on the television was because I don't know what else to watch. Suggestions? Are there sitcoms any more? If so, what's good? What I do want to talk about is Pierre Gauthier and how fearful we should...
Last night a fellow Habs fan on Twitter mentioned that this is the worst season for the Habs. I disagreed, I said the Centennial season was worse. In truth, both are terrible so let's compare and contrast to come up with the truly worst season of the Habs. Though to be fair, this season isn't over yet – things might totally change between now and April, in which case I will just delete this...
Despite my tweet last night stating that I would not be turning on the internet today, I am in fact on the internet. I'm just desperately trying to avoid the inevitable Halak talk.
It was the first win I got to see live this season, and it was the first time all season I remember actually having fun. The Bell Centre was loud. Hell, the "wave" even happened. The Wave! I didn't even know people did the wave anymore.
Happy New Year! I just got back from a wonderful vacation in Florida where I caught giant fish, had dolphins follow my boat, and learned a new golf grip to keeps my balls from going way left! All in all, a successful trip. One of the highlights was scoring tickets to the Panthers / Habs game on New Years Eve. It was my first away game, and I was very excited. We all know how...
It's almost January 1st, so I am jumping on the Top 10 bandwagon!! This will be a welcome distraction from the language debate that has once again gripped our city. I will try not to be 100% Habs-Centric, but don't be surprised if 5 of the 10 focus on the Habs.
I know I am going to get hell from someone for this post, but so be it, I’ve had to listen to the same circular arguments since Saturday a.m. and I’m annoyed. First, my own personal opinion: The head coach of the Montreal Canadiens should be the best man (or, imagine, woman) available for the job. If that person also happens to speak French, then all the better. It seems so simple doesn’t it? Best...
My post title is crass…I know. Just note that I could have gone further. I play in a head to head fantasy hockey league. At this point, there’s been enough match-ups to know who the strong team and the weak teams are. When I get matched up against a weaker team, it’s pretty much guaranteed my team will win. But I guess that’s why it’s Fantasy Hockey, because last night’s reality taught me that...
