I don't know if this was a dive, but it must be. Simply because it's Richards. Mike, you are a dick. Go to hell.
Other than that scenario, not much else happened in the first. Cote and Godard threw down. Truly one of the better fights I've seen in a long time. The final punch gives Godard the win.
Second Period
The Pens Powerplay finally looks like something resembling a unit that may score a goal or two this year. However, the first unit could not get the job done. Bring on the offensive juggernaut that is Brooks Orpik. He pulls of his patented floater. Pens 1-0
Shortly after that, Cooke ruins a Flyers life behind their own net and centers a puck to a wide open Zigmanis. Pens 2-0
It looked like things would stay that way, but in the final minute of the period, Hal Gill continued his march to the Rocket Richard Trophy as he notched his second goal of the year. If only he could bury it in the opposition's net. Pens 2-1
Then, before you could get over swearing at your T.V., Simon Gagne quit drooling on himself and crapping his pants long enough to deflect in the equalizer on a shot from the point. 2-2 Well, Shit.
End of the Second.
Third Period
Good period of hockey. But neither team was able to capitalize. It looks like Jordan Staal's inability to bury the puck has followed him into this season (sorry, wickedsister). Great chance lost.
End of third.
Overtime
Just for the record, shootouts are overrated. I don't mind them but would much rather have an overtime goal than a shootout victory 100 times out of 100.
Pascal Dupuis answered my prayers with under a minute left as he beat Nittywhatever high glove side from the left wing boards.
Pens win 3-2
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