NHL Playoffs, Game 3

The Pens found their fangs and claws, finally.
Wait, there's something really wrong with that. Flightless birds. Fangs. Claws.

Do-over.

The Pens found their clubs and fists, finally.

Ehhhhh. Still not great.

Oh, the hell with it. The Pens and Sens played a fast, great, aggressive game, with a lot of snarling on both sides. Many penalty minutes assessed, mostly on that animal Jarkko Ruutu. I mean, honestly, what kind of name is "Jarkko Ruutu?" Who has two "k's" and three "u's" in their name? Huge scrum in the 3rd, with a massive dogpile with Brooks Orpik at the bottom, and when he was finally able to get up, he had a big grin on his face. God, I loves me a defenseman who loves his job.

Hockey trivia to make you sound smart: Brooks Orpik is named after Herb Brooks, the coach of the 1980 USA "Miracle on Ice" team.

Pens win, 4-2, and lead the series 2-1.

In other games, my favorite scrappy upstart team, the Phoenix Coyotes, caught the Detroit Red Wings completely off guard again, also winning 4-2 to lead their series 2-1. I am hereby, for the duration of the playoffs, putting aside my ironclad belief that there shouldn't be NHL teams in regions that don't have four distinct seasons. After all, Phoenix did used to be the Winnipeg Jets, so this round I give them a bye. I also have a soft spot for them because they have the fourth Staal brother, Jared. More on the Staals in another post.

Do you know how much hockey I have watched this weekend? ALL OF IT.

I'm spent, and need a cigarette and a shower.