I’m not quite sure what to say about today’s Penguins/Flyers game and I re-wrote this post three times (while trying not to throw up). This game was an implosion – a disgusting, dirty, insulting excuse for a game the Penguins lost fair and square.
First off, the score. Can ANYONE be bothered to cover Danny Biere? He scored two in game one, remember? You could have landed a plane on him in the first period and the Pens defense would have wondered why it got so windy. It would explain why Fleury was flapping like a screen door in a hurricane. After this complete lapse, the Penguins had no one to blame but themselves for the score on the board. So they got angry.
No need to recap this for you, and I can’t bring myself to do it anyway.
The brawl in the first period was ugly, but it could have turned the game. Even Sid & Gingeroux put their money where their mouths were – and then some, screaming at each other from the penalty boxes. Channel your rage! There was still hope, right through James Neal’s second period goal to make it 4-3 Flyers. The Penguins were scrambling and stumbling but the score was close enough. Except the poor play and bitching kept on coming. I hate the Flyers too – today was more about the Pens sinking themselves.
Bylsma swapped out Fleury for Johnson to start the third – way too late in my opinion. Clearly a fight had not had not rallied his team, I think he should have tried something else a lot sooner. Johnson didn’t fare much better though and it was 7-4 Flyers less than thirty seconds later.
The third period of this game will make me sick to my stomach for a long time. The only guys I could even look at are the names you didn’t hear – Matt Cooke, Richard Park, uh… Geno because he was invisible today. Everyone else was already on my sh*t list and to top it all off, this:
Neal, you had two great goals. You kept the Pens on the board when they weren’t in the game. Then you laid out Coturier with a cheap shot – leaving your GD feet to do it! – when the game was out of reach. You accomplished nothing except the impossible: making this awful game worse. Now you’ll be suspended. Enjoy watching the last game of the season from the press box, dummy.
Truthfully, I’d ground this whole team. That is not how you redeem a bad start to the series or to this game. That is not how you react when your backs are to the wall. That’s not even hockey, it’s a street fight.
Game four is Wednesday. Can a team come back from 3-0 down to win a series? Of course (you’re talking to Red Sox fans, here). Can the Penguins? Dear God, I hope so. But not if they bring this team to the ice, and who knows if anyone will be left by Wednesday.
Dan Bylsma [link]
“We don’t want to be involved in those situations against this team.” Too bad, jerks. You courted it today and got what you asked for.
James Neal [link]
“It is what it is.” It’s you getting suspended, hothead.
Sidney Crosby [link]
“We’re playing playoff hockey.” Am I on the wrong channel? Because I think that means helping yourselves win.
UGH. I’m exhausted and gutted from this game. My apologies for the rant if you’re a Pens fan who handled today better or felt less aggro toward them. I love the Penguins, but those were not the Penguins. I can’t blindly love a team that behaves this way. If another team came at mine like that, I’d be calling for their heads. Now it’s time for my team (and me) to be responsible for ourselves.