The Bogey and Betty Edition
Deadline, what deadline? As we’ve said before, we’re happy to yield the first round of reporting to our colleagues, who, like the Politico, will win the morning. We’re happy just to play for a tie in the afternoon.
You get what you pay for: We took the game in at Verizon, from the cheap seats in 428. We’re used to seeing the Caps play just 20 of a 60 minute game, but we’re used to seeing a third period big effort rather than one in the first.
Caps up 2-0, one goal via a PP? I asked PB Doug what was up with that. “Do the Habs kinda suck or are they just playing like the Caps normally do in the first period?”
The answer came soon enough. We played craptacular hockey for the following 40.
Maybe, just maybe, Coach Boudreau and GM2 should think about cycling other members of the team to Hershey and bring them back 24 hours later.
No Laichy: Six penalties and a costly Carlson mistake may have helped the Habs more than anything else. Just two goals, courtesy of Brian Gionta, is all that the stinkin’ Habs needed to tie the game. Locker’s words from a few weeks back still haunt us, “Good teams take advantage of mistakes.”
THE Russian Machine: Varly. Again, the man.
He stopped 34 of 36 and kept the outshot Caps from being outscored more than they were.
OTs and SOs suck for us, but at least Varly got us there and stretched the night a little longer.
We love his colleague Neuvy, but who’s Number One in the net? You even have to ask?
Because we like aviation video:
Always look on the bright Side of Life: The PKs were flawless. Oh, and we scored a PP, too. That two minute skirmish looked like another missed opportunity until Knuble was the right man in the right place at the right time.
Maybe we should’ve sent him to the dressing room right after to suit up.
We sure could’ve used that feisty guy last night.
Robot Chicken: Dino wasn’t the only old-timer returning to the ice last night. Slap Shot 1.0, Winger, made his less than triumphant comeback, too. The years have treated Dino very well, but with Winger, not so much.
We knew it wasn’t going well when we saw him wrestle burritos and Papa Johns from some of the fans in 117.
Clyde has the best pic of Winger’s return and a spectacular shot of Alex launching Subban.
Sasha in the lineup was a game night decision, and the decision was no.
He’s was back on the ice at Kettler this morning and maybe, just maybe, Sasha finally unleashes his pent up fury on the Bolts Friday night.
Teams we hate: Another Bolts win last night. Of course they did. And they have us dead in their sites for Friday night on their home ice – part of their 20 game home stand. Then it’s Super Sunday and THOSE guys again. If there was ever a week for things to start clicking with the Caps, now is the time.
Chalk it up to Bob McDonald. That dude has some pipes. So much so that he can fill Verizon without a mic we bet.
That’s a Wrap: A nod to that Howard Hawks classic:
“You know you don’t have to act with me, Steve.
You don’t have to say anything, and you don’t have to do anything. Not a thing. Oh, maybe just whistle. You know how to whistle, don’t you, Steve?
You just put your lips together and… blow.”
We learned how watching the Caps 2nd and 3rd periods last night.