Old-school refs. Just making things even. Huet exaggerates the hit, too. Falls like a dehydrated, lunging elephant. Legit call, though.
What would the Canadiens club be subject to were it owned by an entity like the Caisse? It would slowly and possibly irreversibly enter the worst era in Canadiens history. The tractor beam to the Québec Death Star known to some as French Nationalism.
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Price then makes another very good stop. This time a low-ball special that requires a quick trap. In fact, Price’s on the knees positioning is looking especially improved. More crab and more horizontal. He is working on his game and it shows.
The Canadiens are power and elegance, poise and élan, history and heritage.
This line is heart and pulse. Half-moon turn and standing backhand control shown by Tanguay at the tip top of the high slot. Then Koivu shows some of his own circular in the neutral zone. Ligne Internationale. Flags flap. More goals to follow.
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Sergei is also back. And he's with his best linemate match this season. His older brother. Andrei is flying from the word go. There is nothing like playing with his younger brother for the reserved Belarusian.
It's something about the city and the way it's grinding up its simultaneously knighted and sainted team.
It isn’t the 100th anniversary expected next rising chapter in a team’s rise to greatness. Montreal can still make it out of the East. Even by playing the inconsistent, simultaneously desperate and indifferent brand they play. All the way out of the East. To the Stanley Cup Final. It won’t be inevitable. No juggernaut “thoom!”. [
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Bell Central crowd is booing. And not the isolated muppet-heckle type. Medium to full bowl booing.
Below is the best comment I read today regarding Ovechkin's 50th goal celebration...
For all those who suggest Montreal lacks heart or effort this season it may be of interest to note the following:
Mike Fisher is on the ice. He hasn’t been the same player for quite some time. It’s a bonus for Montreal each time we play them. Something like Darcy Tucker’s emotional absence from the Leafs two seasons ago.
Hockey pucks are flat, solid, black disk-shaped objects made of vulcanized rubber.
Everyone has an age limit they pass after which they can no longer be objective. At that age limit, they become apologists for causes, rigid, pedantic, willfully ignorant, propagandist and, often and perhaps inevitably insufferable.
The game goes on. But the play remains the same.
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There is no Battle of Quebec but like Reggie Miller, this province needs an enemy and sometimes this team is it.
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But I still feel the hollow bite of Carbonneau’s absence. It’s something that changes the way one views the game. I just came here to learn more about hockey, a game I thought I knew.
We see him every day on TV, on the ’Net. Read his words. He’s the coach. And you feel he is doing his best. And you empathize, sympathize.
Can you imagine interviewing a surgeon while he operates? Or if that bothers you too much, how about if someone was interviewing the Canadian Tire guy while he fixes your brakes? Is that how you want it all to go down?
Late-season firings are generally not a good idea so it's likely that this move was a "must" move for Gainey.
Critics of tinkering be damned.
Line-tinkering goes on to varying degrees and with a depth that reflects a coach's philosophies and preferences. Sometimes it works and sometimes it doesn't. It's an art as much as it is a science. And it's one of the few areas where an NHL coach can be creative and directly influence the outcome of a game.
This is a team that is still recovering from wounds inflicted over several years. The trades or losses of key players over several seasons during the nineties and into the early two-thousands were, in many cases, permanent ones. What I mean is, in many cases the team did not get value back for what they lost.
The poor lighting in this arena seems to contribute to the generally moribund action when these teams meet in Georgia. Seriously.
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I've had enough of Benoit Brunet. From Pierre Houde's expressions, it would seem he has been feeling the same for weeks or maybe even months. Brunet is not a quarter the outstanding colour-man that Pednault was. Brunet may improve, of course. We shall see.