Last night was yet another Battle of the Blog: Pants vs. Chuck.
You know who didn’t win? (I mean besides me and the Bruins, of course.)
Johnny Boychuk and Joe Vitale
At 6:45 of the 3rd period, Boychuk collided awkwardly with Arron Asham and crumpled to the ice.
I screamed “Boychuuuuuuuuuuuukkkkkkkkkkkkk Nooooooooooooooooo.” Immediate *facepalm* It did not look good.
He ended up leaving the ice, placing no weight on his left leg, his arms draped over the shoulders of his teammates, Chris Kelly and Brian Rolston. After the game, he was seen limping from the locker room and will most likely be reevaluated today.
Fingers (and toes) crossed that the injury isn’t as serious at it looks. The Bruins defence is already sans Darth Quaider (whose mullet is looking even more ridiculous nowadays and I love it) and the potential of losing our #3 defenceman is not something I really want to think about with the playoffs just around the corner. Boych has a dominating presence on the Bs blueline, is the team’s hardest hitter, and has a wikkid slappa. Luckily, the Bruins have some depth at defense, so we might be okay.
And then we have Joe Vitale – he of Northeastern Hockey and Foxy Friday fame.
Usually, all sorts of good things happen for our Foxy Fridays. It is like a little good luck charm.
Well, not so much for Mr. Vitale last night.
He took a Zdeno Chara slapshot to the face. A ZDENO CHARA SLAPSHOT TO THE FACE!
Everyone in the world screams “NOT THE FACE”! Everybody *facepalms*.
This is a story that Vitale will tell to his grandchildren, after bribing them to listen to him with Werther’s Originals.
“See this scar here? One time, kids, there was a great bear of man. His name was Chara. He was the biggest man I’d ever seen. He shot a puck 100 miles an hour. I stopped it with my face. And I’m alive today to tell you this story.”
No word yet on the severity of his injury, but we’re pretty sure that our stash of Muppet bandaids aren’t going to be enough.
In other game news…
Sidney Crosby scored two goals. He’s the best player in the game…blah blah blah.
Kris Letang looked like the Italian soccer team with all that diving and flopping. Even Pants agrees with me that it was a bad penalty call on Rich Peverley. Sure the stick got a little high, but Letang whipped that hair back like he was Willow Smith.
Beniot Pouliot scored his 15th goal of the season…and it was, like, really pretty. That was his 31st point of the season, which is a career high.
Andrew Ference RAGED against the goal machine that is James Neal. One of the best moments of the game, for sure.