We're 1st in the East and the Caps are fighting for the 8th spot. Sure on the paper they may have a bit more skill, but we have the better goalie, defense, all-around offense, and chemistry. Caps aren't beating us this season if we draw them.
You're going to have to beat really good teams to win the Cup. No way around it. I don't particularly want to play the Caps in the first round, but if we do, so be it.
You're going to have to beat really good teams to win the Cup. No way around it. I don't particularly want to play the Caps in the first round, but if we do, so be it.
I'm really hoping for Winnipeg. But they've been ******** the bed lately.
Coyotes beat the Canucks 2-1 in the shootout. Half the building was Canucks jerseys. It sucks because Phoenix has a fantastic team.
They're on a fantastic run, I don't think they're a fantastic team. They're like St. Louis with a similar offense, worse defense, and worse goaltending.
9 pts up on Pittsburgh, 1 game in hand
11 pts up on Philadelphia, 1 game in hand
12 pts up on New Jersey, 1 game in hand
*and just for ***** and giggles"
25 pts up on the Fishsticks, 2 games in hand
...closing in on the division crown, but still... FOOT. ON. GAS!
The Vlasic hit on Briere was the perfect example of a player with the puck doing all he can to force the oncoming player into an illegal or dangerous hit. What surprises me is that Briere has a history of crashes into the boards, and he still was willing to position himself at the last minute to where a small nudge could have paralyzed him for life.
So after he slammed into the boards, he's on all fours while the play continues 180 feet down the ice. Then the whistle blows and he's still in a fog, waiting for the trainer. The trainer must have been from Nazareth, because the minute he shows up, a simple hand to the back pops Briere right back up.
He didnt miss a shift, and was scrumming around the net soon after.
Never in my life did I ever think hockey would become soccer.
The Vlasic hit on Briere was the perfect example of a player with the puck doing all he can to force the oncoming player into an illegal or dangerous hit. What surprises me is that Briere has a history of crashes into the boards, and he still was willing to position himself at the last minute to where a small nudge could have paralyzed him for life.
So after he slammed into the boards, he's on all fours while the play continues 180 feet down the ice. Then the whistle blows and he's still in a fog, waiting for the trainer. The trainer must have been from Nazareth, because the minute he shows up, a simple hand to the back pops Briere right back up.
He didnt miss a shift, and was scrumming around the net soon after.
Never in my life did I ever think hockey would become soccer.