Monday, October 10, 2011

From the ashes of FHF comes...well, this shit.

Welcome to my blog, for those of you who took a giant leap of faith and came here to read my nonsensical ramblings.  I was motivated to start this blog due to the death of another.  When Four Habs Fans decided to close up the Ice Cream Parlour, I was one of the people begging for them to continue putting out the excellence we have grown to love.  I understood that it was a daunting task, as they were putting out excellent content daily.  So I decided it would be hypocritical to whine about one blog closing, when I couldn't even write on on a semi-regular basis.

Take heed, this won't be anything close to the calibre of FHF.  If, however, I can take some of the Chutzpah, some of the humour, and apply it here, it may be somewhat worthwhile.  I will mostly be talking Habs here, but occasionally something may come up that I feel compelled to talk about.  We'll deal with that when the time comes, though.

Until then....let us begin!


Habs 5 - Jets 1

I went into this game with guarded expectations.  I remember watching the Habs shit the bed versus the Leafs on Thursday, and even going back to last season, watching Pavelec put up some fine efforts in Thrasher wins.  Not to mention the fact that the last time we played a home opener for a "New" Canadian team, the Habs lost to the Senators.
The house was rockin', and it looked like Herr Bettman was none too thrilled. As the game went on, every time the camera panned to Napoleon, he wasn't cracking a smile.  You'd think he didn't want any more teams in Canada.  Nah...that couldn't be it.
Squid (Cammalleri for the FHF uninitiated) opened the scoring with a perfectly placed shot over the shoulder of Alan Walsh's second favorite goaltender.  Things were starting off well.  Then Spacek takes an awkward hit into the bench, and he's gone. Another scrum, and Squid becomes calamari when Weber gets hungry and decides to slice off a piece.  I'm thinking we're pretty screwed.  But TFS had other plans.  Carey decided to show why we are going to be paying a shitload of money when his contract expires, by being Carey.  He was so cool, calm, and collected...I haven't seen such confidence since another Habs goalie by the name of St. Patrick.  Time will tell.
In the second, we came out much like the first, playing confident hockey, and taking advantage of the weak Jets defense.  Specifically, Johnny Oduya.  Plexxe took him apart after a nice pass by Moen.  Then he took Pavelec apart.  Habs were up 2 nil after , despite losing a defenceman and one of our premiere forwards.  Not too shabby.
The third started with a goal by Antropov to bring the Jets within one.  But Swiss Mister II decided to reclaim the 2 goal lead with a nice PP marker just 2 and a half minutes later.  Then Moen decided he should do his part, and made Pavelec look like a sucker, scoring 5-hole on a nice deke.  Patches added another to close out the scoring for the game, with a laser to the top corner.  (Hey, Chara...now THAT was a hockey play.) From there, TFS shut the door, and led us to our first win of the season.
Hockey is back in Winnipeg, and I for one am glad...if only because it pisses Bettman off.

My 3 Stars of the game:
1) Plekanec
2) Price
3) Moen

I welcome any and all feedback.  If you think this is shit, say so...but offer some advice, too.