First off... I've been getting flack for not writing enough. It's true. I'm guilty of not getting posts done through November. Excuse as always is work, but December should be an easier month. Also, you feel free to check out TheMontrealBias.com where I am also a contributor. And now on to a post that is LONG overdue. This past weekend, the idea popped into my head that Markov's journey with injury is almost a mirror reflection of the Habs season. Let me explain:
Okay...maybe I am exagerating. Nikolai Khabibulin isn't the 76 years I gave him last night in jest. He's actually only 38, but I feel like this guy has been around forever. Regardless, another hot goalie gave the Habs another big loss at home. I turn on the radio this morning and had to shut it off. Ready for this? People are BLAMING CAREY PRICE! Carey Price? It was a 1-goal game until Josh Gorges redirected the puck basically into his own net. Honestly, I don't think I have the patience to dissect last night's game.
In the last decade of the 18th century, the French people were ready to revolt. They were hungry and tired of the absolute monarchy that ruled them. When bread prices soared, Marie-Antoinette, the queen of France supposedly proclaimed “Well let them eat cake”. When Pierre Gauthier fired Perry Pearn last night, that’s what he told the Habs fan base. He wasn’t going to give us the bread we so craved and needed, instead he offered an off the cuff firing, hoping it would appease the masses. Don’t get me wrong, I’m thrilled with the win last night. THRILLED! Watching a hockey game was actually an enjoyable experience. I didn’t have angry texts going back and forth between my friends, and heck, I might even walk down to Cage aux Sports for some free wings today. It’s just unfortunate that the win might mask the insult that Gauthier threw at...
My frustrations at last night, and the entire month of October are best expressed in the form of bad-english captions. So, in honour of this slump and the ridiculous coaching decisions made, I bring you LolHabz.
Salut Jacques! I know we’ve never met, but we have a few acquaintances in common. Perhaps you are the one that picked up my left-behind asthma pump? I forgot it on the Habs bench last January when I had the privilege to play at the Bell Centre. Regardless, I write to you not to discuss bronchodilators, but to discuss the somewhat hellish opening of the 2011/2012 Habs season. You may be asking why you should read my letter, and I have no good reason, except I’m pretty sure that the majority of Habs fans feel as I do, and it would be in your best interest to heed to at least a couple of suggestions. First, a small recap… The Montreal Canadiens ended last season nearly moving on to the 2nd round. They blew a 2-0 game lead to lose all home games, and an OT game 7 to the eventual Stanley Cup...
I mentioned in one of my earlier posts that I reserve judgement until the 5th game mark. Well, that game came and went last night, and I am left to analyze a 1-3-1 record. That is not what I was hoping to do. The problem with being 1-3-1, despite the solid performance against Buffalo last night, is that now the Habs are in a hole –they are in dig-out mode. It will take 3 consecutive wins to be above .500 and looking at the schedule in the next few week, that is harder than scoring on the open side with Miller in nets. I’ll format this post like I format a staff evaluation, i.e. some good, some bad, and then back to the good, aka a crap sandwich. Some Good Max Pacioretty: Easily the most dangerous player on the Habs, each time he steps on the ice. Putting him...
A photo that says it all. Habs vs Leafs season opener was a blah-fest. I was bored, you were bored, hell, even the Habs were bored.
Been a long time since I've written a post...an awkward amount of time actually. My excuses are feeble and few. In the summer I focus on tennis and softball and not on writing a blog. Then before I knew it training camp was over and the Habs are playing their first game tomorrow! What will my first post be? How about some season predictions, if only because I like to look back at the end of the year and see how many I got wrong. First though, a little side-blog plug. This season I'll also be writing for a new Habs blog called the Montreal Bias. I'll try and not be repetitive in my posts on this blog and that blog.
Darling you got to let me know. Should he stay or should he go? It's May 2, I've voted, I've filed my taxes on time, and America found their villain. But what is actually on my mind is July 1 and what the Habs should do. My priorities are completely out of whack.
I woke up this morning to my spouse asking me if the Habs had won – it was a terrible way to wake up. I explained to her that no, the Habs had lost in OT, but it was a valiant effort. "That's too bad" she said. But I knew in her heart she was a tad happy – it meant I was back. As she left for work, I lied in bed reflecting on the game and have come up with two lists. The first is the bright side of what happened, the 2nd list is the annoying stuff that will now follow.
A funny story happened on the way to Game 6 – firstly, I didn't think it would happen and secondly, a couple of my friends had a minor ticket mix-up. They had bought tickets to "Match 3 à domicile". They thought it meant Game #3, the ticket-checker at the Bell Centre let them in on the secret that it meant Game #6.
Some of you may know me for my uncanny ability to pick teams and/or players for fantasy hockey. I can't win a door prize for the life of me, but for some reason, even my most random picks often come true – lest we forget the big Bob Gainey win of 2010. Here is my contribtion to hopeful gamblers everywhere.
