It’s a cold, stormy Friday night, and we’re every which kind of annoyed at these stupid 7:00 starts, because we both wanted to take long naps this evening, and we find ourselves now awake and in front of our TV about a half an hour earlier than we wanted to be. For the Caps. If the Devils don’t play better than they did last time these two teams met, it’s not going to be pretty.
Our broadcast kicks off with a Salvador highlight extravaganza. Pookie perks up out of her rant about how abused she is by her coworkers and their passive-aggressive approach to working Saturdays to chirp, “Iron Boar!” Doc and Chico don’t call him that. We’re crushed.
Also: it’s Rupper’s 200th game as a Devil. No way.
20:00 We have a Salvador sighting! A savior is about to ascend! Or… something.
18:25 The Madden line spends their first shift in the Caps zone. That is more offensive-zone possession than the Devils had in their last two games combined.
17:50 Huet makes a stop on a nice rush by Patty, and Boomer sits down just as Doc is calling the play. “I guess Doc and Chico aren’t buying this ‘Hewitt’ thing,” she snarks about Tuesday’s announcement that Huet was Americanizing the pronunciation of his name.