And somebody should really get Nicklas Lidstrom a Kleenex.
It is apparent to me that the Pittsburgh Penguins are, as they say, a team posessed. We are out of our fucking skulls on the ice. Playing hard, hitting harder, and most importantly, scoring goals. Last night was some of the most insane hockey I've ever had the privelege of watching. Geno "I'll Kill You In Your Sleep" Malkin had as many hits as Brooks "Stay The Fuck Out Of My Way Unless You Want A Broken Neck" Orpik. Jordan Staal, Sidney Crosby, and Tyler Kennedy all scored goals under 6 minutes apart.
Wings = STUNNED.
It is very much time for these middle-aged, ginger, Eastern European child-touchers and their beached whale of a goalie to schedule a tee time. The numbers for the last game might paint a different picture, but if you actually sat down and watched at least 10 minutes of last night's game (excuse me, bloodbath), you'll know that it was the Pens who outplayed the Wings and not the other way around. The Wings' most impressive moment of last night was Brad Stuart's goal early in the 2nd which brought the Wings up 2 to 1...their last goal of the game.
It was all Pens from then on out. The Penguins found the momentum shift, grabbed onto it, and rode it for all it was worth. I believe they'll be riding that momentum all the way up to the point where Sid is cruising around the ice with Lord Stanley held aloft.
This series has a completely different feel now. It's become a best-of-three. It's not last year, kids...this is not the 2007 SCF. Just look at the Pens. They look nothing like last year. And it's been said that the team that wins Game 4 of this series will be the team that takes Lord Stanley for a joyride. You all know who won Game 4 last night.
Let's go Pens.
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