The scene: the living room of Stately IPB Manor, as we settle down in front of the TV after a long day at work. We notice something is awry. There is an empty space in our peripheral vision where some brightly-colored objects are supposed to be… a void… on the mantle. We can’t quite put our fingers on it, though. Something is off… What could it be?
Then we look down.
Ye gods! Joyless Depression Clemmer! That’s what’s missing! Fortunately, he left a trail of clues for us to try to find the den of evil where the cats and/or Hockey Gods are holding him.
And as we followed the trail, collecting the stabby, stinky fishies and bucket (but no pelican, alas…), what to our wondering eyes should appear?
HE’S BACK!
This has to be a good sign.
FIRST PERIOD
20:00 It is indescribably nice to have Doc back. It never feels like a real game when Gel-O’s got the call.
19:36 The Devils ice the puck right off the bat, and while we wait for the faceoff, Pookie asks, “Why is Holik playing again tonight?” Schnookie: “Because Langer’s still injured?” Pookie, having none of that: “Why couldn’t we dress PL3 instead?”
17:57 Tuomo Ruutu skates through the neutral zone, and as Zubrus watches him making to skate by, he decides, we guess, that he just doesn’t like that guy very much. His elbow into Ruutu’s chin, though, does not go unnoticed by the officials. It’s a bit of an upset in the “who’s going to be the first Devil to take an idiotic penalty” pool.
16:47 The Hurricanes have remembered how to play on the PP, after three games of looking hapless all the time with the man advantage. We liked them more the old way.
15:57 It didn’t look good for the Devils, but somehow they managed not to give up a goal on that PK. And now that the penalty’s been killed, we’ll admit that we don’t have any problem with Ruutu getting a faceful of elbow.
13:28 Nope, the Devils still don’t have a shot on goal.
13:25 Check that. Now they have one.
12:45 Chico has been talking tonight about how both Marty and Ward played baseball in their youths, Ward at shortstop and Marty at first. When Ward calmly gloves a weak-assed Devils attempt at a shot, Chico tells us he caught it like a shortstop, and then starts babbling about how Marty catches differently, like his firstbaseman training would suggest. Pookie: “Yeah, Ward catches like an athletic, quick fielder. Marty catches like someone fat and lazy.” Schnookie: “Marty catches more like a DH who’s been forced to play at first because it’s an interleague game.” Pookie: “Yeah, and the team already has a slow, fat guy in right field.” We have a lot of respect for the ballet that is baseball.
12:15 The Devils play some fantastic defense (by “fantastic” we mean “standing around and watching”) while the Canes send a few waves of players to whack at the fat, bouncy rebounds Marty’s leaving after each of the sequence of shots being peppered in from close range, and finally Hooters punches the puck through. It’s 1-0 Hurricanes.
11:13 Marty has not cleanly handled a single shot yet tonight, and his bobbling another rebound conspires with more confused, passive D from the skaters to lead to a Bayda goal. It’s 2-0 Hurricanes.
10:09 Pookie points out that this entire period has looked like the OT in Game 2. The Hurricanes are the markedly better team tonight.
9:30 Chico tells us the Devils need “a catalyst”, and volunteers Paulie to do it. Meanwhile, the guys on the ice are going offside for the umpteenth time this period. (Okay, that might be an exaggeration – the Devils haven’t had possession of the puck nearly umpteen times.)
8:27 Marty makes a big save, but again leaves a terrifying rebound. Pookie sighs exasperatedly, “This game is…” she trails off, looking for the words. “Not… fun. “
8:05 Havelid is fucking fired. Honestly, why can’t Andy Greene dress in his place? Greener can totally turn the puck over behind Marty’s net just as well as the Talc Boar, but we at least don’t hate him while he does it.
7:52 Gio and LaRose get matching unsportsmanlike conduct minors off a scrum in front of the benches on a change. Whatever. We suspect the Canes will have a decided advantage at four-on-four, too.
7:01 Paulie struggles with about 15 Canes draped all over him behind the goal line in the Devils zone, and Pookie tries to buck up. “Come on, Paulie! Coast to coast!” she cheers. Then she pauses while watching the sequence turn into another turnover just inside the blueline. She sighs and recalibrates her expectations, “Come on, Devils. Just get it out of the zone.”
6:06 We watch the Canes skate with ease around the Devils zone, and agree that all we’re asking now of this game is that Carolina get complacent and not come out as hard for the next period. Not that we’re saying that in hopes the Devils will win – it’s just for our own benefit, having to watch the last 40 minutes.
4:45 Doc is no longer paying attention to the play; he’s rambling about Harris Teeter, and how that sounds like such a “good, Southern name”. Pookie: “We’ve hit a point I didn’t think we’d reach tonight. I call it The Harris Teeter point.”
3:33 The Carolina pressure remains relentless. This looks like one of those games in February when Marty just really needs to be pulled – both because he’s sucking and as a motivator for the lazy skaters – but he won’t be.
2:29 What is that happening on the ice? Is that… a scoring chance? In the Carolina zone??? The Patty/Gio/Zubrus line actually manages to wheel a bit around the side of Ward’s net, and create a quick, mid-range, unscreened shot for Patty. Ward doesn’t have any trouble freezing it. Pookie: “That’s as close as we’re getting to scoring a goal tonight.”
2:10 LaRose gets called for something no one but the center-ice official noticed during a Poppers shift.
1:24 We’ve been joking for the last few minutes about how Chico criticized Zach during G3 by saying that truly great players don’t score one goal in playoff games – they score two. And now he’s parked at the side of the net, with a gaping goal in front of him, when Ward kicks a laser-beam rebound right to him. He doesn’t have the reaction to get a stick on it. Because he’s not a great player. Or something.
0:00 That period was what we expected this entire series to be, so we guess we should be happy that at least the late-season swoon Devils waited until tonight to start crapping the bed.
FIRST INTERMISSION
Whatever.
SECOND PERIOD
19:51 As Paulie starts the period off with a swaggery little shot from just inside the blue line, Chico tells us the Devils need to concentrate on “winning the next two period, because then they can’t lose.” Oooohhh-kay.
18:00 Travis tries to spring his fellow Poppers, but his long outlet pass to Rolston turns into nothing as both Rolston and then Zach are easily muscled off the puck in the corner to Ward’s left.
17:31 Chico tells us what the Devils need right now is Patty to step up and start getting stuff done. Us: “No shit.” Boomer believes Patty’s playing hurt. Meanwhile, MSG+ gives us a little stat on the screen pointing out that Patty is the only player currently in the playoffs who has an active streak of scoring at least one goal in nine straight playoff series.
16:43 The fourth lines take a shift, and as the Hurricanes seem like they’re content to be firing long bombs from the point while the Devils are content to not pursue any of the ensuing rebounds, Clarkson gets called for an elbow. Replay shows an apparent lack of an elbowing infraction, but considering how stupid the Devils fourth line is, we’ll just assume that MSG+ failed to queue up the right highlight.
16:18 PandoNation’s heart is set a-flutter, as its emperor-god tears down the ice in a stunning display of hustle and gumption, dragging a couple of Cane power play guys behind him, and drawing a PP-negating holding penalty.
13:25 The pace is getting torrid, with the Devils finally skating a bit more, but Marty once again gives up a total crap rebound on a three-on-three rush, and LaRose is able to score the easiest goal of his career while Havelid conveniently takes Marty out. It’s 3-0 Hurricanes. We wonder what the math is now on Chico’s hopes for the Devils winning this period.
12:16 Marty makes a glove save and doesn’t give up a rebound. We know! Shocking! Meanwhile, Doc is giving us instructions on how to use your playoff ticket strips. Apparently there’s a trick to it. If you’ve got a ticket strip, you’re going to want to use the one for “Round One, Home Game 3” for the next game. Not “Round Two, Home Game 4” or something like that. And don’t try re-using “Round One, Home Game 1 or 2”. They won’t work either. Pookie: “And when you’re going to the game, remember to put on pants. You do that by first putting your leg into one of the pant legs, then the other one into the other…”
10:33 We are not paying attention to the game right now, and are only partially listening, but we do hear Doc’s call: “Penalty coming up. Probably Havelid.” Yeah, no kidding. Andy Greene: “I can do that!” Sutter: “Shut up, Greener. That Havelid guy is my ticket outta here.”
8:28 The shots are 28-13 in favor of the Hurricanes. Chico finds this “amazing”. We don’t.
8:21 This game in a microcosm: Marty makes a save in traffic and kicks the rebound out toward a d-man. The d-man stands there waiting for the puck to come to him, facing toward the net. A Hurricane watches the play unfold for a moment, then decides to jump up from the point, and beats the Devil to the puck. The Devils are skating ever so hard.
6:24 The Devils think they’re doing something offense-ish. They’re not. It doesn’t count as offense when you’re just dumbly firing one puck after another into the shot blockers standing five feet in front of the blue line.
2:52 There’s a giant pileup in the Devils crease, with what looks like a penalty coming up on the Iron Boar while the puck is still loose, and then, as the whistle blows when Marty finally covers the puck, LaRose rolls over onto the Iron Boar’s let and operatically blows out his knee. We go to commercial watching the Iron Boar writhe on the ice, clutching at his knee, and taking whatever feeble playoff hopes we had for the Devils with him. We come back from commercial to see Rolston sitting dully in the box, serving the Iron Boar’s cross-checking penalty.
2:20 The Canes have 20 shots in this period. So far. The Devils, on the other hand, have made us throw up 20 times in our own mouths. So far.
1:44 We’re sitting in silence, our spirits completely broken. Pookie finally breaks the silence by beginning a thought, “Well, maybe the next two games…” she trials off, unable to fully form her attempt at optimism. From the depths of her chair, Boomer finishes for her, “…will be played without TV coverage.”
0:28 WOO. Gio scores on a breakaway. It’s 3-1 Hurricanes. Chico: “This changes everything!” Schnookie is about to go off on how it’s really not that big a deal to have cut a four-goal lead down to three goals when she realizes that it was actually only 3-0 Canes. Well. That does change things.
0:00 Is it over yet?
SECOND INTERMISSION
Whoops! Was there an intermission?
THIRD PERIOD
19:40 We suddenly look up from fabric shopping online to realize the game has resumed.
19:01 A spooooky thunderstorm is brewing outside. It’s just the kind of dark and stormy night during which Victory Euro Mats could be Matsnapped during a blackout or something.
17:44 Cole drills Zach from behind and puts the Devils on the PP just as the heavens open and start pelting stately IPB Manor with massive hail. We hold V.E. Mats close and dare the cats to try to take him if the power goes out.
17:08 This storm is pretty intense. And that’s not a poetic way of describing the Devils PP.
16:04 Marty makes a really awkward save on what Doc says “could have been the cash-in goal of the night.” We think about that for a moment, then Schnookie says, “That’s okay. 3-1 is a perfectly good final score, too.”
15:39 WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!! Ward takes a page out of his hero’s book and leaves a rebound right where Shanny’s standing, and Shanny calmly shovels the puck into the net. It’s 3-2 Hurricanes, and you can color us shocked.
13:18 A weak turnover at the Carolina blueline by Zach turns into a Hurricane two-on-one… and Oduya, smooth as silk, just coolly stands up the rush and pokes the puck back out to safety. That was a really good play by Johnny Handsome. And a really bad one by Zach. Just saying.
11:14 WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! CLARKSON!!! CLARKSON!!! DAVID CLARKSON!!!!! Our very own wraparound superstar has a shift where he looks like he’s trying to prove a point that he’s better than his fourth-liner linemates, and basically just takes over the game for a shift. After some hard work on the boards in the corner, then some hard work behind the net, he passes the puck out to Paulie at the point, gets it back off a rebound, waltzes through the ghost town that is the defensive coverage in front of Ward’s net, and rips the puck past the diving Ward. 3-3 game, and it seems that Gionta goal did change everything!
6:53 The Canes get their first shot since the tying goal. We are now really nervous.
4:00 The crowd is sounder tenser and tenser, and the play is clogging itself up pretty well as both teams are realizing the importance of the clock ticking down, and the Canes ice the puck weirdly on a neutral-zone bit of broken play.
3:17 The Devils did not retain possession of the puck off the icing faceoff, and now the Canes are pressing more. That said, both teams look like they’re playing for the extra point.
2:36 There is a grievous turnover on the Devils zone, but Samsonov bails them out by shooting wide on his glorious scoring chance.
1:43 The Patty/Gio/Zubrus line dominates for a shift, but they end up overpassing and nothing comes of it.
1:11 Hooters looks like he’s got the game on his stick after a frenzy of Canes activity, but he flops over in front of the net while Whitey stands somewhat culpably nearby. There is no call. The fans are not happy.
0:00 The Devils opt not to play to the buzzer, while the Canes do. A point shot from Seidenberg gets through the traffic, and with 00.2 on the clock, the puck is in the net. 4-3 Hurricanes, and at least we were spared fucking overtime. (Replay shows that Jokinen hit Marty while setting his screen, and Marty is livid. Well, maybe if you hadn’t played like complete crap in the first period, you might have won tonight, Marty.)
What a game.
V.E. MATS!!! He’s really back! (Is it just me or does his face look strangely red? Perhaps he was in Ibiza and got sunburnt?)
But now that you’ve found V.E. Mats, where is Joyless Depression Clemmer?
Victory Mats…as in Mats Sundin? KEEDING! Welcome back, Mats!
Strange that the pelican is missing. Hmmm…
JD Clemmer’s back, too, but he’s short a bandanna and a pelican. The cats have strange taste. I’m not sure why they think those are more valuable to ransom than JD Clemmer and VE Mats themselves…
Perhaps he was in Ibiza and got sunburnt?
If only he had a suitcase with travel stickers on it so we could see where he’d been!
Victory Euro Mats . . . yay!
Victory Mats…as in Mats Sundin?
He is named after Mats Sundin! He’s got a 13 painted on his back in white-out, and the C from his Leafs days. (It’s a long story…)
I wonder if the pelican is at a Scorpions concert?
I was beginning to worry we would never see poor V.E. Mats raise his arms in victory on Interchangeable Parts again. After all, according to some nameless source I can’t remember, you only have 48 hours to find a missing person before they’re gone for good.
WOOOO! VE Mats is back. I’m so glad he was returned safely.
VE Mats bucked the missing persons trend then, eh? I’m so proud of him. I was really sure he was gone for good.
Your V.E. Mats snatching cats remind me a lot of my two terriers, Kai and Abie, who steal my things, hide them under the bed and chew them to bits. Their particular favourites are eyeglasses/sunglasses.
After all, according to some nameless source I can’t remember, you only have 48 hours to find a missing person before they’re gone for good.
:^:::::::::::::::::::::: Exactly! We actually spent quite a bit of time this past weekend just spontaneously exclaiming, “I can’t believe he’s gone. For good.” I had really given up all hope.
Yay! VE Mats is back! This is a good sign for the Devils, right?
Here’s hoping, Amy! :D
Anyone else watching the Penguins v. Flyers game? I find Billy Jaffe mildly irritating. He isn’t as bad as Joe Beninati, but I do wish he wouldn’t speak sometimes.
Anyone else watching the Penguins v. Flyers game?
I am. I’m really amused by the “Crosby Sucks” chant.
Thanks to our fancy-pantsy cable, we’re watching the Flyers feed. It’s SOOOOOOOOO much better than Blersus!
Who’s on VS with Billy Jaffee?
I’m watching the Penguins & Flyers. I’m not finding the announcers too bad at all. For some reason I can’t find the Devils streaming online. Whatevs…I’ll be home soon enough to watch for realz.
The Devils game doesn’t start until 7:30. Or, as you say up in Vancouver, 4:30. :D
DUH. My attention to detail = FAIL.
DUH. My attention to detail = FAIL.
:^:::::::::::::::::::::: Please. It’s the playoffs. We can’t be expected to pay attention to DETAILS, can we?
Stupid Penguins! Why aren’t you losing?!
Stupid Penguins! Why aren’t you losing?!
Or better yet, beloved Trannies! Why aren’t you winning?! :P
Meg, was that you commenting on Sabres Edge today?
Query: What happens if the Tranny Brides face the Tranny Gentlemen Callers in the playoffs?
What happens if the Tranny Brides face the Tranny Gentlemen Callers in the playoffs?
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! That’s rich! The Tranny Brides beating the Pens! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA! (I’d cheer for the Tranny Brides. Beaks > Looch.)
YAAAAAAAY V.E. MATS! Finally, all is right in the world again :D For now anyway.
The color looks really muted tonight.
Is it me, or is Paul Maurice looking more and more like an Uruk-Hai each game?
Oof, that… was not smart, St. Zubie. Not smart at all.
Meg, was that you commenting on Sabres Edge today?
It was. That article made me so angry I actually commented on Sabres Edge. Well that and the condescending dude who called Kate sweetheart. I don’t know that it bothered her but I decided apropos of nothing that the dude-girl ratio needed to be evened up a touch.
I actually don’t mind that penalty. We’ve taken far too many hits this series. It’s about somebody stepped up and did something physically intimidating.
Well that and the condescending dude who called Kate sweetheart.
WTF? Must not be a TWC reader. Heh.
WTF? Must not be a TWC reader. Heh.
Yeah . . . I’m thinking not.
Funfetti
Funfetti.
Why did Marty react like somebody punched him in the chin?
Double funfetti
Fuckfetti.
Can someone tell me what unrealistically reassuring thing Chico is saying? I need it, but Gamecenter is giving me the Carolina feed.
Why do all the Devils look like they have zero interest in playing hard tonight?
Can someone tell me what unrealistically reassuring thing Chico is saying?
He’s saying things like, “You don’t want to give up one goal, and you REALLY don’t want to give up two.” In other words, he’s as disgusted as we are.
Well I guess the Devils let the have media have what it wanted to see, Carolina with a lead.
Bobby must have offered to buy them drinks if they win tonight. No one wants to risk two hours stuck with drunk Bobby.
No one wants to risk two hours stuck with drunk Bobby.
Well, in that case, I can’t really blame them…
If Havelid is back with the team next season, I will cut a bitch.
If Havelid is back with the team next season, I will cut a bitch.
If Havelid is back with the team next season, Jamie will cut a bitch.
Good point!
I loved how Staal skated slowly through the middle playing yo-yo with the puck while three Devils skated by and not a one even tried to hit him.
In fact, if Havelid is back with the team next season, Andy Greene will cut a bitch. And Bryce Salvador will cut a bitch. Martin might even cut a bitch.
Mark my words, if Havelid is back with the team next season, the Devils will set a franchise record for bitch-cutting.
The Carolina announcer just stated that Devs rib Rupp for being from Cleveland, Ohio. Then he said, “I don’t know why, it’s a nice place.”
Me: If you’re from Carolina.
the Devils will set a franchise record for bitch-cutting.
It’ll be this summer’s 552.
Meg, you and Kate actually saved me from weighing in because you both said everythign I would say only more intelligently and succinctly :D
Me: If you’re from Carolina.
:^::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::: ZING!
if Havelid is back with the team next season, the Devils will set a franchise record for bitch-cutting.
Is setting a franchise record in bitch-cutting putting them one step closer to coach killing?
Is setting a franchise record in bitch-cutting putting them one step closer to coach killing?
Unfortunately, no. Every Devil knows not to step on Lou’s turf.
Patty and Zach are both fired!
I was surprised that you hadn’t said anything, Heather. I should have realized you were just at work.
I’ll keep my fingers crossed for you Devils fans that Havelid gets shuttled off to some desert island.
I’ll fire Patty for that, but I’ll give Zach the benefit of the doubt given how fast that rebound bounced into his feet. But don’t let it get to your head, Zach, you’re still on notice.
These “Appreciation: Pass it On” commercials from the Foundation for a Better Life are really starting to piss me off.
Which one’s that, EJGR? The one with the kid playing baseball? The one with the new kid in school? I can’t keep them all straight.
The one where he sucks at everything, then sings a choral solo about his mom.
Seriously, Maurice is slowly turning into an orc.
The one where he sucks at everything, then sings a choral solo about his mom.
I don’t think I’ve seen that one — it sounds ESPECIALLY awful! (Those commercials crack me up. I love the one with the negligent parents losing their kid at a concert, and then their snot-nosed little brat ruining everyone’s evening at the theater by going on stage and playing the piano.)
Atta boy, Pando!
Oduya just became Jersey’s most dangerous offensive weapon tonight.
Le sigh.
Triple funfetti. It’s like a funfetti club sandwich.
Funfettifucker! The Canes look like SUCH a superior team tonight. For those of you watching the Carolina feed, Chico said in the first “a third goal would be deadly”. Yeeeeah.
Have we gotten the obligatory Stan-Fischler-most-dangerous-lead comment yet?
I keep waiting for a “Wait, that’s Scott Stevens’ music!!!” moment.
Have we gotten the obligatory Stan-Fischler-most-dangerous-lead comment yet?
Everyone — EVEN Stan — knows this 3-goal lead is as dangerous as whatever dinosaur Cam Ward was impersonating.
Have we gotten the obligatory Stan-Fischler-most-dangerous-lead comment yet?
Nah. The Devils haven’t looked good enough tonight to warrant that. No, what we’re getting is Chico saying that the Devils HAVE to score a shorty here. Yeah, it’s going great in this game, if you think the only way you can win is by scoring shorthanded.
I’m confused. What does it mean the guys wearing the white jerseys stand in front of the red guy in the mask and hit the little black thing with their sticks?
:^:::::::::::::::: At least we all have our senses of humor still intact. Sigh.
What does it mean the guys wearing the white jerseys stand in front of the red guy in the mask and hit the little black thing with their sticks?
:^::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::: I’m not sure what that would mean. I think I would be very frightened if it happened in this game.
Salvador hurt his knee. This just turned into a four funfetti omelette.
Shit! Get up, Iron Boar, get up! Can we just call this series over now?
GIOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
Damnit. Gionta just got hope all over my nice new shirt.
Um… Woo? Woo!
Gionta just got hope all over my nice new shirt.
:^::::::::::::: That just got a big guffaw from everyone here at stately IPB Manor!
Damnit. Gionta just got hope all over my nice new shirt.
:^:::::::::::::::::::::::::: Don’t you hate that?
(I’m sorry your game’s not going well!)
This just turned into a four funfetti omelette.
:^:::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::: That’s the best way of describing this game, I think.
The Trannies are determined to make out with Fleury right there on the ice. :P
The Trannies are determined to make out with Fleury right there on the ice. :P
Hands off Beaker, Fleury! HE’S MINE!!!!
That Powe guy is all, “Hands off Fleury, Beaker! He’s mine!!”
That Powe guy is all, “Hands off Fleury, Beaker! He’s mine!!”
Yeah, well, hands off Beaker, Powe. HE’S MINE!!! :P
Back off of Zach, Carolina! He’s OURS!
WOOOO!!
SHANNYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!
…and now they spilled hope on my pants! Damnit, Shanny, watch where you’re pointing that thing.
Zach is fired now!
…and now they spilled hope on my pants! Damnit, Shanny, watch where you’re pointing that thing.
:^:::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::
SWEET BABY JESUS!
NO WAY! WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!
WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!
Holy shit. We tied it up. And Travis has the cutest grin ever.
CLARKSON!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
If Clarkson doesn’t get a shot on a scoring next year, I may scratch a bitch. (I don’t think it’d merit a full-on cut.)
*scoring line
I’ll give a bitch tiny paper cuts.
Damnit. Do you have any idea how smug Fischler’s going to be now, Clarkson?
Watching the Canucks game. And they are talking about Luongo’s groin. OH.NO.
Also…what the heck? Devils COME ON!
Was it just me, or did Doc just not so subtly insinuate that the Hurricanes have been hitting the hooch?
Their fans, I mean. Not the players. Although at this point alcohol would be a plausible explanation for the lapse of their 3-0 lead.
Do you have any idea how smug Fischler’s going to be now, Clarkson?
Crap! There’s always a gray cloud stuck to our silver lining, isn’t there? And that’s one HELL of a gray cloud. Stupid Stan. :P
New Jersey tied it up? Sweet!
Sweet, indeed! Even I have hope!
No way.
NO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Oh guys. I’m so sorry. :-(
Fuck. I knew I shouldn’t have had hope. I KNEW IT! I hit “submit” and I thought, “Fuck, that does it. The Canes are going to win.” I can’t believe the stupid Devils played just well enough to make me pissed as all hell that they lost. GAH!
GAH! I hate Mike Millbury!
Oh NO! I’m SO SORRY!
Gamecenter feed gave us exactly 0 replays with a clock.
STILL NO GODAMN CLOCKS ON THE REPLAY.
Fuck Fuck Fuck FUUUUUUCCCCCCCCKKKKKKKKKK!!!!!!!!!!
Blame us. All three Devils goals were scored when our TV was off. We gained hope, and turned on the TV, and look what happened.
There was clearly .02 left on the clock. It’s a good goal, no question about it.
GARRRRRGGGHHHHHH!!!! JUST SHOW THE DAMN CLOCK IN A REPLAY!!!!!
HULK SMASH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Marty was bumped. And PISSED.
I don’t think Val’s gonna be okay….
Seriously though. That was un-fucking-real.
Signing off…
Careful with the soldering iron, Frisby. It’s going to be a beautiful day tomorrow!
Oh. My. God. Marty was PISSED. Did you guys see him throw his stick and stuff? I had the stupid Canes feed so I got to hear their *lovely* announcers. I blame the loss on them. And Zach.
Gosh. What a buzz-kill!
FUCK.
I don’t care what Chico says, that’s not goalie interference. Marty was practically up around the blue line trying to cut off the angle, and he practically skated into Jokinen as much as Jokinen skated into him.
FUCK.
I mean, the team battles back like that. I know I have an unpopular view, but MAKE A FUCKING SAVE MARTY. You fat, womanizing, no-show.
/end rant
For fuck’s sake. Stupid fucking Devils. Is it the fucking off-season yet?
I know I have an unpopular view, but MAKE A FUCKING SAVE MARTY.
I agree. And Marty was looking for the goaltender interference. He did it to himself. He’s letting the Canes take control of his head and he can’t do that in this environment.
I don’t care what Chico says, that’s not goalie interference.
I agree. He was too far out of the crease, and the bump happened on the play before the shot. If Marty wants to be pissed, fine, but I have no beef with the officials not calling anything.
Marty’s gonna cut a bitch.
I wasn’t even paying attention. Marty (and by extension, Chico) always thinks it’s interference. Maybe next time they shouldn’t play like shit in the 1st period. That was the real problem.
Maybe next time they shouldn’t play like shit in the 1st period.
And the second!
I know I have an unpopular view, but MAKE A FUCKING SAVE MARTY.
I completely agree. And Marty knows he’s never going to get that call anyway, BECAUSE HE NEVER GETS THAT CALL. The Devils let up, either because there was more time than they thought, or because they’re just lazy and stupid, and Marty didn’t make the save. AND THE ENTIRE TEAM, FROM MARTY OUT, ONLY PLAYED 20:28 OF THIS GAME. I mean, come on. You have to earn your calls, Marty. Gah.
We’re selling our tickets to Game 5…but not out of bitterness. We’re going to a ballgame instead.
We’re selling our tickets to Game 5…but not out of bitterness. We’re going to a ballgame instead.
Just be sure that you’re selling “Round One, Home Game 3″, and not some other ticket by accident. :P
“AND THE ENTIRE TEAM, FROM MARTY OUT, ONLY PLAYED 20:28 OF THIS GAME.”
Couldn’t agree more! I mean, you make your own luck in this world…
Hey pam, if you’re looking to sell your seats to someone I might be interested!
It’s pretty easy to do on ticket exchange.
I’m looking for a silver lining, and I found it: This soul-crushing loss will ultimately send the Devils off for an early tee time, hence, we won’t have to buy strips for the 3rd and 4th rounds. We really can’t afford those anyway.
I mean, you make your own luck in this world…
As Pookie — and Stan — likes to say, luck is the residue of design.
Sigh.
Tim,
https://teamexchange.ticketmaster.com/html/postinglist.htmI?l=EN&team=devils&EVNT=EPJQF3&CNTX=
Mine are 232 row 7 seats 1 and 2
For the record, we can edit the price…face value is $40, but they changed it to $46!
We can lower it to like $35 for you, but you have to act quickly, as the cheaper tickets went quickly.
The St. Louis fans are taunting Luongo the same style when the fans taunt Turrrkkkoooh….Turrrrkkkoooooh…
Dear Lord, they’re gone! I hope that was you that got ‘em.
For some reason whatever we set the price as, they increase it once it’s posted.
Whoa…okay, they’re back…
Wow, is the whole MSG+ crew pissed! Dano raves, Doc pontificates, Chico wails.
And then I find out Gel-O has a blog! http://blogs.msg.com/gameon/steve-cangialosi/
9 pages of history and no comments.
Is it time to break this duck?
$46 bucks for tickets? Wow. The top tier AKA the nosebleed section start at $105. And it’s those are usually sold out.
Pam – It’s ok, turns out I can’t use them!
“For some reason whatever we set the price as, they increase it once it’s posted.”
Ticketmaster charges the seller a fee, then they charge the Buyer a fee, AND they charge a “Service Fee”, I think that it’s BS personally that they can get away with all that…
Carol, I love doing the goalie-taunting jeer! Oh, for the days of Ron Hextall and Curtis Joseph…
And Stalky, you ARE going to leave a comment for Gel-O, right? Are you going to ask him what he thinks of “Gel-O” as a nickname?
Wow, is the whole MSG+ crew pissed! Dano raves, Doc pontificates, Chico wails.
Dude, Chico can put a cork in it. *Eyeroll*
Well, Tim, I hope someone can!
Goodnight, we’re off to drown in our sorrows.
Have fun, pam! :P
Stalky, you leave a comment about Frank Doyle. It’ll blow Gel-O’s mind.
Stalky, you leave a comment about Frank Doyle. It’ll blow Gel-O’s mind.
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My mother constantly complains that Gel-O needs to comb his hair to the side, not straight up. You should tell him that.
Sorry to be the new guy, but what does this mean?
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Does that mean “crying”?
http://interchangeableparts.wordpress.com/ipbglossary/
http://ipbglossary.wikispaces.com/X-Z specifically
Carol, that’s an emoticon Schnookie and I invented a while ago to mean “you just made me laugh so hard I snorted milk up my nose”. We didn’t used to be emoticon people, but that one’s turned out to be remarkably useful. If you think something’s a little funny a simple :^::: will suffice, but for something really awesome, :^::::::::::::::::::::::: *gasp* ::::::::::::::::::::: gets the job done!
Oh, and thanks for linking to the Glossary, EJGRgunner! I forgot that was in there! I meant to check it earlier to see if the apology cinnamon bun emoticon was there after I handed some out to poor Grrreg this afternoon.
Done.
Doyle question is next. Gimme a minute to compose…
OMG…a glossary and everything?!!!
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My mother constantly complains that Gel-O needs to comb his hair to the side, not straight up. You should tell him that.
HAHAHAHAHA! That would be an AWESOME first comment for his blog!
Overtime. CRAP. And Oscar just licked my elbow.
The glossary needs a funfetti entry.
See ya thursday.
The Versus picture from Anaheim is terrible. At least the main camera is. It’s got that strobe-y line around everything.
Wow. Paulie played 28 minutes tonight. That boy is becoming a big time defenceman.
And Oscar just licked my elbow.
AWWWWW! Give him a “pat pat pat” for me, will ya? :D
And who doesn’t love OT? FUN!
Funfetti, right! I’ll try to remember to do that tomorrow. Thanks for the heads up!
Paulie played 28 minutes tonight. That boy is becoming a big time defenceman.
If only he’d played just 00.2 seconds longer. BURN!
Wow. What a theatrical dive by Miller!
If only he’d played just 00.2 seconds longer. BURN!
Very true. If only he had held the puck down in the corner for a few seconds to let the clock tick off instead of trying to get it out by throwing it off the glass.
Wow. What a theatrical dive by Miller!
Your bitterness is showing, Patty. :P
(I can say that because I fully put forth that this blog is a monument to my own bitterness. Heh.)
If only he had held the puck down in the corner for a few seconds to let the clock tick off instead of trying to get it out by throwing it off the glass.
Yeah, but who are we kidding? It just would have meant that we’d have to sit through another intermission before watching the Canes win in OT. So I guess in that regard, we should thank Paulie!
Uh oh. Kunitz didn’t invent having babies anymore.
So I guess in that regard, we should thank Paulie!
Good point. And I hate waiting through another intermission to watch a nerve-wracking OT end in a minute with a loss to the Devils.
Doyle done.
You know this is fun. And theraputic.
I think I’m really making a connection with our boy Gel-O.
Waves of Devil’s playoff angst floating away…ahhhh
Good morning starshine, Gel-O says hello!
I actually rewound it and slo-mo’d it. He was not even touched. He kicked his feet up like a Rockette and there wasn’t a stick near him.
I usually fall on the side of the guy that falls, if the stick even touches their foot, because it only has to interrupt the rhythm of your stride to trip you. It doesn’t have to be forceful. But not that time. He was well away before he decided to kick up.
Good morning starshine, Gel-O says hello!
Oh. My. God. Stalky, you just made this ENTIRE SEASON worthwhile with those two comments! My hat is off to you.
Stalky, I CAN’T STOP LAUGHING at your comments for Gel-O! You are a SUPERHERO!!! I wish I could be a fly on the wall when he reads them. Or when his assistant reads them, and then tries to figure out how to tell him about them. (I figure Gel-O fancies himself some sort of Rat Pack-ish big-name showbiz player. As soon as the camera’s off, he’s snapping his fingers for his assistant to hand him his cigar and a few fingers of Scotch.)
I’m sure he’s a big Joey Bishop fan and can’t wait to get into some summer v-neck cashmere.
However, the MSG+ budget probably forces him to share an assistant with Goring and Jaffe.
He’s got an entire walk-in cedar closet brimming with summer v-neck cashmeres. No question.
And it TOTALLY chafes his chaps that Goring and Jaffe have claim to the assistant. Nothing sets him off like calling for the assistant to remove another dead broad from his yacht at 3 in the morning, and being told he’s going to have to wait because the kid’s on a Werther’s run for Uncle Butchie.
Those comments were hilarious, Stalky!
summer v-neck cashmere
On a man? Teehee!
Nothing sets him off like calling for the assistant to remove another dead broad from his yacht at 3 in the morning, and being told he’s going to have to wait because the kid’s on a Werther’s run for Uncle Butchie.
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Nothing sets him off like calling for the assistant to remove another dead broad from his yacht at 3 in the morning, and being told he’s going to have to wait because the kid’s on a Werther’s run for Uncle Butchie.
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Or he has to wait because Jaffe’s monologing again.
HARHARHAR! Pure Gold! Uncle Butchie, that is pure hard candy gold!
Maybe if Gel-O bought the high grade junk, these bims wouldn’t keep kicking off on him.
His sloop’s name: Gel-O Shots
You know, I see the ‘Hey Gel-O’ comment-blog running for a long time just from tonight’s entries!
Backes – I’m hearing his name WAY too much tonight.
Or he has to wait because Jaffe’s monologing again.
God! That windbag just never shuts up!
Maybe if Gel-O bought the high grade junk, these bims wouldn’t keep kicking off on him.
His sloop’s name: Gel-O Shots
:^::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::: If he can ever get Fischler to bite it, or better yet, Trautwig, he’ll be able to move up to the big-time — a seat at the Hockey Night New York Live roundtable. Then he’ll be able to afford the high-grade junk.
Backes – I’m hearing his name WAY too much tonight.
Blame alix! She was the one being all “Sweep! Sweep!” this morning!
Backes – I’m hearing his name WAY too much tonight.
You know, his name annoys the living hell out of me. Because I keep thinking that it’s a STUPID pronunciation, right up until I have to admit that, well, it’s pronounced just like it’s spelled. Heh.
Done and done!
SWEEP!!!
When Big Daddy Al kicks, Gel-O’s going for that crazy Blersus money. The Tour, IronMan and (dare he dream it? YES!) Iditarod! Then, it’s Afghan White Dragon for everyone!
Burrows FTW!
He’s so great!
And the power of the wax hands. Of course.
Way to go with the sweep! WOO HOOO! for the Canucks!
And the sweaty handshake. Can you imagine the smell of those gloves? EWWW! Stinky hockey equipment alert!
Can the wax hands hold a broom?
Oh jeez. I’ll have to try that with the wax hands! SWEEP!
And the power of the wax hands. Of course.
Oh, OF COURSE. :D
When Big Daddy Al kicks, Gel-O’s going for that crazy Blersus money. The Tour, IronMan and (dare he dream it? YES!) Iditarod! Then, it’s Afghan White Dragon for everyone!
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He wants that Blersus gig so bad he can taste it. Unfortunately, he’s been hitting the bottle a bit too hard this season (damn that Doc — the man RECOVERED from being sick, and Gel-O had to go back to working belowstairs), and there have been more than a few embarrassing incidents where Gel-O has approached the hiring directors at Blersus and tried to show them his V. He just wants to prove he’s a good company man, but…
Shoot. Now I’m going to have to switch to the Sharks-Ducks game.
SQUEEEEEE!!
St Lou impregnated me like 50 times!
Burr!! WOOOOOOOOO!!
Y’all are killing me about Gel-O!
What? We have to wait something crazy like 9 days for the next Canucks game. Glad you guys are here. That’s a long time to wait.
9 days?!?! Booooooo!
At least Mats Daddy will heal up. But shit. 9 days. I’m going to be like a crack addict.
Congrats Canucks fans. That was an awesome series.
We have to wait something crazy like 9 days for the next Canucks game. Glad you guys are here. That’s a long time to wait.
Dammit! Your team is just TOO GOOD! :P (And yeah, the playoffs are all about hurry-up-and-wait. It didn’t used to be like this! Apparently we’re facing the possibility of there being something like TWELVE DAYS between the conference finals and the Cup final. Stupid NHL schedulers…)
It always takes me about halfway through game 3 to get used the unis being switched.
It always takes me about halfway through game 3 to get used the unis being switched.
And it apparently takes the Devils about halfway through game 3 to realize that play started. ZING!
Well, I’m off to put icing on my asparagus muffins and see if the wax hands can hold a broom for a photo op.
A pleasure, as always, my fellow hockey fans!
G’night, Carol, and WOOO HOOOOOO!!!! (I can’t wait to hear how the asparagus muffins turned out. And see the wax hands holding a broom!)
Congrats, Canucks fans!
That was a bizarre .2 seconds.
Bizarre, yeah, that’s totally the word I would use! :P
Ok, now I feel bad for being so mad and jealous of the Devil’s all season. I’m sorry. You can blame me for this.
I didn’t see the game, I was watching Arrested Development on DVD and old dvr’d episodes of the Real Houswives of New York City. Sounds like there was more drama and temper tantrums on the ice than on the reality show.
I’m sorry ‘Ookies!!!!
Good morning, IPB!
AND THE ENTIRE TEAM, FROM MARTY OUT, ONLY PLAYED 20:28 OF THIS GAME.
Ah, sounds like the Devils have come down with a case of Sabreitis. Symptoms include not realizing that a hockey game is 60 minutes long, inane stupidity being exhibited by all involved in the game, and a random injury to keep things interesting. Sadly, a cure has not yet been developed.
Wow. What a theatrical dive by Miller!
Are you referring to Baby Crunchy’s tripping over his own two feet, stick and puck that led to the power play that led to the Ducks goal? I figure it was his little way of evening the score for having the Sharks first goal go in off his foot.
Amy, :^:::::::::::::::::::::::::::::: to Sabreitis! I think the random injury thing is the key. Heh.
Ok, now I feel bad for being so mad and jealous of the Devil’s all season.
Yeah, I’m not even going to pretend to be gracious about this. I TOLD YOU SO.
and a random injury to keep things interesting.
:^:::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::: That’s definitely what differentiates this from Devils-in-March-and-Aprilitis. I thought this was a run-of-the-mill bug, the same thing our team gets every year, but now I know — it’s MUCH more dire! Sabreitis is the worst!
Yeah, I’m not even going to pretend to be gracious about this. I TOLD YOU SO.
I deserved that. ALSO, you learn something new every day. :)
wooot! woooot!!
Way to go, Erin! :D
FUCK.
I don’t care what Chico says, that’s not goalie interference. Marty was practically up around the blue line trying to cut off the angle, and he practically skated into Jokinen as much as Jokinen skated into him.
FUCK.
I mean, the team battles back like that. I know I have an unpopular view, but MAKE A FUCKING SAVE MARTY
Sorry I’m late to this, after the game ended, I decided to watch Schindler’s List (it was on HBO) which will tell you my mood and this morning has been absolutely insane at work.
I don’t think you are alone. Those might have been my words. In fact, I think they were. I know we sort of accept that Chico always makes excuses for goalies and, well, he never, ever says it’s Marty’s fault, but, this game was partly the whole team’s fault, but they battled back so mostly on Marty. Especially the last goal. He was far enough out of his crease that it just isn’t interference. The only teams that are are going to get that call are Detroit and the Pens and it’s not because it’s interference. It’s because they get the call – not because it’s right. In that case, the call would be wrong.
I agree, Sue. I’m not going to put this loss solely on Marty, though — I mean he was just playing as badly as everyone else, and he wasn’t the only guy on the ice to screw up in those final seconds. They ALL suck! :D
And I am having the BEST day today! It’s Administrative Professionals Day, which I normally think is a stupid load of hooey (just like Valentine’s Day. Heh), but I just came from an admin team meeting in which I won a door prize of a hanging petunia plant! WOO HOO! And this morning I got a call from the front gate security guys telling me there was a delivery I needed to take care of. I got all cranky, because I’m always getting things like lab supplies routed to me that shouldn’t be, and after much bitching and moaning from me, the security guy was like, “It’s flowers.” Oops! Heh heh heh. So, as it turns out, despite the fact that I’m a total churl, my boss got me a GORGEOUS bouquet of roses and lilacs and hydrangeas. It smells so lovely in my cubicle now!
I shamefully just had to run out and buy gifts for the recptionists and my assistant. Turns out I’m the only person in the office to remember. Score one for Erin!!
Way to go, Erin! If your admins and receptionists are anything like me, they totally roll their eyes at Administrative Professionals Day anyway, but appreciate the gifts nonetheless. Heh. (I hate getting taken out for lunch, though. If I wanted to eat lunch with my boss, I’d be better friends with him. :P)
Happy Administrative Professionals Day then :D Especially those who are actually Admins.
I got a call from my Dad’s PA, asking whether my sister and I had picked out her gift (some little glass bee earrings) because they were entirely pretty to be my Dad’s own idea. I lied and said we had nothing to do with it (we got them on Etsy)
As for the Devils, I’m ignoring them and their antics. I don’t have the time or energy to get mad or disappointed with them, or super happy for that matter. The only thing I need is for them to make the second round, because I need something to do at goalie camp next week. Listening to games would definitely break up the monotony of night shift. But I’m guessing the guys are not so into my being entertained, those bastards.
Congrats to the Canucks on sweeping, btw! And the Sharks for winning! Yay!
I lied and said we had nothing to do with it (we got them on Etsy)
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I’m also pretty disinterested in the notion of an emotional response to the Devils. It was strange how the game wasn’t so much disappointing last night as it was… I dunno. I guess I was disgusted by it, but only enough to spew a lot of cuss words and then be like, “It’s the same old story.” I think I’m finding the Devils very stale lately. I hope for your sake, though, Mags, that they can at the very least offer up some entertainment! They ARE bastards!
I guess I was disgusted by it, but only enough to spew a lot of cuss words and then be like, “It’s the same old story.”
I had the same reaction when I woke up this morning. When they lost game 2, I got really mad (and spent the entire day being incredibly immature about pretty much everything). They are terribly stale and predictable and Devils-y. And bastards.
Happy AP Day to all the AP’s out there!
You know what the Devils need? Some of drama. Some honest to God, the-sky-is-falling, proper drama. None of this we’re-going-to-suck-for-40-minutes-and-act-indignant-about-losing drama. The-refs-are-against-us drama will not do either. Real, snatch-victory-from-the-jaws-of-defeat drama. And if that fails, they can just try pressing the Drama Button to see if that works.
And if that fails, they can just try pressing the Drama Button to see if that works.
:^:::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::: And you’re SO right. Drama is something the Devils don’t bother doing, let alone just not doing it well. Sigh. At least it’s only two more games before we can go on with living our lives again. :P
At least it’s only two more games before we can go on with living our lives again. :P
Heh. I’m pretty convinced your series is going 7.
I hope you’re wrong, Meg. :P
Happy AP day to all! We make a big deal out of it here, everyone goes to lunch and all that. I don’t mind so much, because whatever, but our secretary is pretty bad so a lot of the office gets up in arms over it every year. It’s actually kinda comical.
Sorry about the Devils game last night. 0.2 seconds…what a heartbreaker.
Congrats to the Canucks though, alix is probably still drunk.
And the Sharks finally took their heads out of their asses. What a game that was! I love Dan Boyle. And Torrey Mitchell.
Stale is such the word for the Devils.
I don’t mind so much, because whatever, but our secretary is pretty bad so a lot of the office gets up in arms over it every year. It’s actually kinda comical.
:^::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::: That’s fantastic! My old department VP used to take us all out to lunch along with his senior leadership team. And we had to sit at a long table, alternating — admin, director, admin, executive director, admin, etc. It was AWFUL. I still have nightmares about it.
And congrats on the Sharks not looking like poop, andrew! It’s about time!
alix is probably still drunk.
HAHAHAHA! I bet she is!
Hey all. What a bummer of a game. I was just glancing at the comments, and I think that a small point was missed. Yes the Devils played terrible for most of the game, but Carolina completely cracked when the Devils put their game back together to rally for the tie. That is why I am as disgusted with the non-call on the winning goal as Marty was. Both teams were playing pretty sloppy hockey at the end of it all, and Jokinen bumping Marty is just as sloppy a play as Martin not clearing the puck 5 seconds aforehand. Jokinen was all alone in front of Marty and just had to skate infront of him to get position for a deflection, but he either got cute or stupid, and that goal should never have been allowed. Jokinen gained position illegally, and that is why offensive interference is in the dang rule book to begin with.
Now I am not saying by any stretch of imagination that the Devils win this game if the interference was called. I’m just saying that Devils didn’t deserve to lose because they had a bad night. The ‘Canes were just as bad (though in a more concentrated form), and got a gift.
alix is probably still drunk.
HAHAHAHA! I bet she is!
Or, she’s enjoying a batch of Paulie’s favorite special snack.
Her tweets during last night’s game were hysterical. They were also making me hungry, since she kept mentioning Swedes on meatballs and gravy on poutine.
Jokinen gained position illegally
I don’t think that’s true in this case. I think Marty skated into him as much as he skated into Marty. But you do make a great point that the Canes weren’t much better than the Devils in the third. They were, however, significantly better in the first and second, and I’m not going to discount that.
Jokinen had just as much right to the ice that far out of the crease as Marty did, so I’m not too broken up about the non-call. And yes, the Canes crumbled in the third, but whatevs. The Devils were, overall, the worse team in that game, so I’m not too broken up over the result, either.
The Book of Orr, chapter 3, verse 16 “Thou shalt not mock thy Hockey Gods, nor shalt thee mockingly mock thy Hockey Gods, because it is written Thy Hockey Gods haveth low anger threshholds, no sense of restraint and will smite thee mightily, even with 0.2 seconds left, eh.”
even with 0.2 seconds left, eh.
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Hey, I’m just saying that the ‘Canes were brutal at the end of the game, and the Devils deserve some credit for not folding the tents and going home. Aslo, if that were oh say Bobby Holik and Cam Ward at the end you think that goal would have counted? I am just frustrated that the boarderline calls haven’t come our way yet, but being a Devils fan I pretty much have to expect that and move on dot org.
Bleh. Can we just pretend the last minute of last night’s game never even happened? Like, take the loss but just forget how it happened. Unfortunately for me my memory, unlike my DVR, cannot erase ugly losses with the push of a remote control button.
And on totally random note, was I the only one who laughed a little at Marty’s temper tantrum? I don’t think I’ve ever seen him freak out like that over anything that didn’t involve Sean Avery. Where did our affable goalie go? He looked like Patrick Roy’s heir apparent last night to more than just the win record.
Woo! Sorry to comment and run on everyone there. Had to go to our AP Day all office lunch. Super time. Half the office was clearly staging a silent protest, as they never showed up. Whatever, more buffet pizza for me.
Anyways, as I was saying, thank god the Sharks played like they cared last night. Dan Boyle is the french fry that stirs the gravy on the Sharks poutine postseason. Torrey Mitchell is the cheese curds, you place your order with no cheese because it’s too expensive, but then they put it on there anyways and it makes the whole thing ten times awesomer, for free.
Aslo, if that were oh say Bobby Holik and Cam Ward at the end you think that goal would have counted?
No, in that case, it probably wouldn’t have counted. But, I have to say, the past few seasons, I can’t really get worked up about the team not getting the breaks because they haven’t worked hard enough for them. As soon as they show me they can work hard for a full 60 minutes, then I’ll start expecting them to get some breaks.
andrew, that’s a beautiful poutine analogy! The Devils are the crappy inedible hot dog you get from the Meadowlands.
Congrats on the Sharks win last night, Andrew! They had me worried on behalf of my Rinkotology bracket – I have the Sharks beating the Ducks in seven and I was worried Hiller was going to pull a Giggy circa the ’03 Stanley Cup playoffs and carry his team to the Cup Final he would go on to lose and win a Conne Smythe that totally belongs to the opposing team’s goalie. Tell your boys to keep a handle on that for me. And Torrey Mitchell is ridiculously cute. I saw one of those irritating Versus women interviewing him but all I could focus on was his smile. Adorable.
Ugh, can we not talk about the Meadowlands? Those insanely vertical steps leading up to the nosebleed section gave me vertigo. I still have nightmares about plummeting to my death in the lower bowl to this day. Who designed those frickin’ things, anyway, a mountain goat?
andrew, that’s a beautiful poutine analogy!
Thanks! I was inspired by alix’s now legendary Canucks playoff sweep tweets.
The Devils are the crappy inedible hot dog you get from the Meadowlands.
In that, you eat the damn thing, think you’re all done, then 0.2 seconds later you choke. ZING! (Sorry!)
And Torrey Mitchell is ridiculously cute.
I’ve been singing his praises around here for a long time. It was the biggest and best surprise last night when they announced he was in the lineup. I had absolutely no idea he’d be playing.
And I really don’t have anything to add on the subject of his cuteness. Carry on.
In that, you eat the damn thing, think you’re all done, then 0.2 seconds later you choke. ZING!
:^::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::: It’s funny because it’s true.
It’s funny because it’s true.
Sorry! I felt bad writing it. My fingers were moving independently from my brain, they wouldn’t stop.
Well, it isn’t just that Torrey Mitchell is cute. He is also one of those inspirational comeback stories that society can’t seem to get enough of. Wasn’t last night the first game he played after missing the entire regular season after shattering his leg last fall? That in and of itself is pretty awesome.
Wasn’t last night the first game he played after missing the entire regular season after shattering his leg last fall?
Yeah, he broke the shit out of it in pre-season. Last night was his first game back. Good stuff.
Sorry! I felt bad writing it.
Oh, good grief, don’t feel bad about that! It was funny!
What you should feel bad about is that our pepper seedlings are dying! Something’s eating them. Matsui the cat pulled one out of its little seedling pot, and the others have chewed up leaves. We can’t tell if it’s some kind of mite eating them or Matsui. Somehow each winter I forget how stressful seedlings are.
We can’t tell if it’s some kind of mite eating them or Matsui.
Shit! That’s terrible! It’s probably Matsui. Sorry to hear it. I know that you can grow seedlings under flourescent lighting as long as the light source is 6 inches, or less, above the plants. Can you put them in another room and lock the door? At least that will let you know if it’s the cat or not.
I think we’re going to put them out in the cold frame starting tomorrow. Nighttime temps should be above 50, so I think they’ll be okay. I hope they’ll be okay!
Yeah, if the weather is good, you should be okay.
My seedlings are going okay. We have a ton of lettuce. I planted the mesclun salad mix in two week intervals and it’s going crazy. All of the others are inside still, probably ready to transplant in about 2 weeks. I also direct sowed some stuff to see what it would do, and it’s popping up. So I might get lucky and have a bed full of stuff producing at different stages.
Oooh, nice! We’ve never once managed to do the successive planting thing (well, except for radishes, but that doesn’t really count). And transplanting in two weeks? Awesome! I’m so jealous! I’m guessing we’re still a month from putting stuff the tomatoes and peppers in the ground.
Yeah the lettuce was easy, just had to remember to re-seed every two weeks. The funny thing is that when I started watering the bed, these funky looking plants started popping up. I realized what they were last week: potatoes! I must have missed a few.
And transplanting in two weeks?
That’s wishful guessing, if there is such a thing. I hope they’ll be ready in two weeks, but I got a late start, so we’ll see.
I think it’s impossible to get all the potatoes each season. We’re all sort of willing ours to fail so we don’t have to pull up the peas before harvest. (We need the pea bed for the peppers.)
Good afternoon everyone! I’m in a surprisingly good mood for it being the Habs’ last game! And those fuckers better not pull some lame ass move and win tonight thereby prolonging this fucking trainwreck of a season. (I really am in a good mood despite all the f-bombs.)
Wow, andrew, I am totally jealous of your lettuce crop! I have to say, I’m highly suspicious of the total lack of potato sprouts anywhere in our garden. Not in the bed in which we planted potatoes a few weeks ago, and not in the beds where they grew last year. Curious. (Or garlic is going like gangbusters, though. So even if our peppers are a wet mess, we’ve got something going for us.)
And those fuckers better not pull some lame ass move and win tonight thereby prolonging this fucking trainwreck of a season.
Don’t you HATE when they do that?
I think it’s impossible to get all the potatoes each season.
I figured as much. I’m just glad I realized what they were before clipping them and putting them into a salad. As far as I know, potato leaves are toxic.
I hear ya mcguffers, quick and painless, like a giant fucking band-aid.
And I’ve also decided these guys don’t deserve to lose in Boston where they’re safe. I wanna see them get swept in front of thousands of people who are ready to pelt them with beer cans, shoes, rocks, bullets, whatever.
I’m just glad I realized what they were before clipping them and putting them into a salad. As far as I know, potato leaves are toxic.
:^:::::::::::::::::::::::::::::: What a tasty surprise that would be! (I think it’s the green berries that grow out of the flowers that are toxic. I’m not sure about the leaves.)
I wanna see them get swept in front of thousands of people who are ready to pelt them with beer cans, shoes, rocks, bullets, whatever.
I think this is why I like you so much, mcguffers — you think just like I do. :P
I think it’s the green berries that grow out of the flowers that are toxic. I’m not sure about the leaves.
Either way, I’m not gonna test it.
did I tell you guys? I put my zucchini seedling in the garden because it was getting so big. The next day we had a lot of really nasty wind. I went out to check on it and it was leaning. I went to push it upright a little bit and it snapped, almost all the way in half. I cursed the heavens and left it there. Two days later it was not only still alive, but was sprouting new leaves. I left it there and it’s huge now. Those things are un-frickin-believable.
Wow! You really can’t kill a zucchini, can you? That’s insane! I’m so glad it ended happily. (I’ve seen someone actually band-aid a broken zucchini back together and have it grow fine. Madness!)
Those things are un-frickin-believable.
Yeah, last year was my first year planting zucchini, so I planted a bit extra in case some died. It’s a good thing I like zucchini. A. lot. of. zucchini.
I think this is why I like you so much, mcguffers — you think just like I do. :P
It must be the hair :)
Wow! You really can’t kill a zucchini, can you?
No, apparently you can’t. They’re like little cyborgs.
Man alive…I gotta get out of here! Half an hour to go! Then I’m on the 8:00am flight to LA. I cannot frigging wait to get to the game tomorrow night.
Oooh, that’s right! You’ll be there for Pulling Even Night! Sweet!
I’ll bring out my favorite old joke: Some comedian was talking about living in his tiny town. He said it’s a myth about not having to lock your car. They always locked their car doors even at church. If you didn’t, you’d find that someone had broken into it and left you a bunch of home-grown zucchini.
You’ll be there for Pulling Even Night! Sweet!
haha, yeah, pulling even night. I had to return the broom.
Congrats andrew! I was so happy y’all won last night!
(Sorry, I probably missed you now.)
I’m still here Patty! Thanks for the congrats!
If you didn’t, you’d find that someone had broken into it and left you a bunch of home-grown zucchini.
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(Oh, and acting as town crier, there is a fresh thread open for tonight’s games…)