So… Anyone Doing Anything Interesting Tonight?

We’re trying really hard not to upset the delicate balance of whatever Hockey God mojo the Devils have managed to put together the last few games. Just… sitting around here, watching TV, maybe there’ll be a game on… We certainly don’t have any expectations or anything… ::Nervously gnaws fingernails::

Who ARE These Guys??

It’s been years since we’ve had a meaningful Devils game to watch in May… we barely know what to do with ourselves. Probably the best thing to do is just sit really, really still and not breathe or anything, so as not to upset the delicate balance here.

We’re Not Sure What We Think

We had a terrible feeling about Game 1, then a great feeling about Game 2, but today we’ve got no idea how we feel about Game 3.  How about all y’all?  Anyone getting any vibes about this?

(Also, let’s bring Sue’s conversation topic from the last thread here — Kovalchuk would be a taxi driver if not a multi-gazillionaire hockey player??)

We Are Feeling Awesome About Tonight’s Game!

You know why we’re feeling so awesome about tonight’s game? Because you just can’t lose with Tim Sestito in the lineup!

They Have A SECOND Round Now?

Today’s the day that the warm haze of “so this is what it feels like for the Devils to beat a lesser opponent in the first round of the playoffs” burns off and we are confronted by the harsh reality “oh crap, now they’re actually going to play the second-round games” sets in. It should be fun!

Game 7!!!!

Who doesn’t love Game 7s? We mean, other than Devils fans who watched the final 80 seconds of the last Game 7 their team was in? We’re not thinking of that right now!* No, we’re thinking happy Game 7 thoughts, of things like the 2003 SCF. Yeah, Game 7s are rad.

*(Who are we kidding? Yes we are thinking of that right now.)

No One Knows Better Than Devils Fans

So Schnookie was driving to work the other day listening to John Zorn’s version of “The Ballad of Hank McCain”, and had an amazing realization:

Dude, that song is about Devils fans! Especially Devils fans who just watched Game 3 of this series. Seriously —

No one knows better than a Devils fan after Game 3 of this series that life’s a filthy dirty game, very very hard to win.

No one knows better than a Devils fan after Game 3 of this series how to to disregard the pain, never, never let it in.

No one knows better than a Devils fan after Game 3 of this series that a man who thinks he’s free knocks his head against a wall.

No one knows better than a Devils fan after Game 3 of this series just how bitter it would be to be beaten after all (by Clemmer).

No one knows better than a Devils fan after Game 3 of this series that they’d get him all the same, and they made him pay the price.

Of course, no one knows better than a Devils fan after any Devils game that when all is said and done, that’s the only way to live.

We meant to put up a post about this before Game 4 made it sort of irrelevant, but we’re lazy. The point remains, though, that losing playoff games to Scott Clemmensen is a sort of pain that only Devils fans know, and only Ennio Morricone can put into music appropriately.