Habs 1, Buffaslugs 2: Meh

Fucking hell, Habs.

Game in a nutsell: Habs shoot the puck, it bobbles off Miller to the slot behind another Hab standing with a wide open empty. Rinse, repeate. Even Pierre Houde was getting bored repeating himself.

Or they were holding on to the puck way too long, giving the Sabres ample time to set up and block.

CBC thinks if the Sabres continue their run, they'll make the playoffs. Sure. If everyone ahead of them completely loses all their games... Same thing as last year. There's a reason why I have a tag that reads how the Sabres are victoriously happy with another 11th spot finish.

I guess the only respectable things they did tonight was not get shutout, not let fucktard Steve Ott score, and not give up the empty net.

Meanwhile...
JEFF HALPERN WAS PICKED UP ON WAIVERS. Free player! Just in time for Passover. If he can help out on key faceoffs and the penalty kill, DAYENU!

Habs 2, Sabres 3 (OT): I am in NO mood to take this right now

We're having a shit-ton of snow right now, which is WONDERFUL. I'm serious, I'm happy. I love snow. What I hate though? I have a dog in one arm ('cause the German Shepherd was in the parking lot and Toaster flips out when he sees her) and I'm getting my bags out of the car with my other, and then I close my door and POOF my car keys disappeared. (I had already locked the doors). I pushed the snow out of the way all over, I turned my car inside out, I dumped all my bags contents on the floor, I checked everywhere: Nothing. Thankfully living near my parents who have a spare key has it's perks, but holy shit my day just went from a pretty meh of a good-ish day to FUCK YOU UNIVERSE DIE EVERYONE. And Toaster wouldn't shut up until he finally realized how pissed off I was and I didn't need him barking in my face to throw his fucking ball.

And of course the Habs are playing like they're still guzzling all the Guinness left over from the St. Patrick's Day festivities and losing to the Sabres 2-0 and looking like they couldn't give two shits of a damn.

With the loss of my keys I'm in no mood to recap this shit fully. So, Habs missed FORTY SEVEN times. Steve Ott is fuckhead and someone should have punched him on his game winner in OT when he fell on Price right after. Someone should have punched Markov and told him HE DIDN'T NEED TO PLAY THE WHOLE PK IN OT, especially with the effort of a wet noodle. Gallagher is the real MVP. Lars Eller should be cloned so he could play all game. Colby Armstrong has enough games left to get 20 goals. Accountability apparently doesn't apply to Desharnais and I'm already pissed off with that contract if he's going to be lazy defensively and spread that laziness to Pacioretty. And what a bullshit phantom penalty call on PK, especially after not calling blatant shit like when Eller dragged someone down the length of the ice like he's a fucking sled.

Good thing I have chocolate, or this news that Bouillon's agent has spoken to Bergevin about extending his contract an extra year that just showed up on my timeline would have made me punch walls...

Missed 47 times.

Jhonas Enroth must have sprayed himself with Old Spice Hawkridge.

Habs just lucky the Jets beat the Bruins in regulation. Habs still first in the Northeast. Yay lose point.

PS. I now found the keys buried in the ice in the parking lot. But then Bergevin extended Cube's contract. WHY? Couldn't wait til fucking Summer and see if maybe someone else out there was available? Unless you trade him for Hal Gill to fix the shit penalty kill...

Habs 1, Sabres 2 (OT): On the bright side...

...at least Price wasn't cut by an errant skate or something. Remember Clint Malarchuk?

My brother forced me to watch on TSN tonight and I was not amused. You could make a drinking game though.

- DRINK! Every time Pierre McGuire reminds you of the AWESOME DISPLAY OF GOALTENDING TONIGHT!
- DRINK! Every time Pierre McGuire giggles at another injury. Take two drinks if it's a Hab and his happiness is beyond Marineland status. Actually you'll probably need more than two and you probably won't remember you went over.
- DRINK! Every time Pierre McGuire refers to Price's rebirth after a TERRIBLE year last season where he was apparently punting rebounds out like Pachinko machine. Proceed to throw your glass on the screen and yell "HIS REBOUNDS WERE NEVER A PROBLEM, HE GOT NO GOAL SUPPORT YOU ASSHAT!" right after each of the 10 swigs you'll take.
- DRINK! Every time Gord Miller and Pierre McGuire alude to the terrible season the Sabres are having and how the Habs are just knee-slapping ripe for the picking in a back-to-back situation and with the first period from M*A*S*H. You'd be in the ambulance with alcohol poisoning in 5 minutes.

So when will JMart open his fucking mouth as he witness his team get run from behind 4 times in a row with no call in sight? The moment Lindy Ruff went apeshit on a blatant dirty hit by that dirty fucktard Kaleta, you knew the Habs would have to be shot dead to get a call. Just like when o when will this coaching staff notice that Spacek/Hamr on the penalty kill = GOALS FOR THE OPPOSITION?! Evidently the four they caused against Pittsburgh wasn't enough of a red flag. And those two had no business being there in OT. You'd have better results using a three fucking FORWARDS. Come Moen! Come Pyatt! Come anyone! Spacek's ass wasn't going to pick up the trailer backdoor no matter which way he stuck it.

Despite the first period slaughter, they did everything they could to get that point, fighting both Sabres asshatery and one-sided officiating. It accumulated in Plekanec's end of the 3rd penalty kill where he spent the remaining moments pinning the puck in the offensive zone while fighting off 4 Sabres. I think that play there best described the Habs valiant battle tonight. However I'm starting to think back-to-back games should be banned. All it does is raise the risk of injury as guys play a high impact sport dead tired and why would you purposely ruin your assets? The final damage is Cammy and Halpern have shoulder injuries, Patches is alive and well and doesn't look like the ribs punctured anything.

Time to bring up some Bulldogs. Need a shutdown center for Halpern, so I'm guessing either Maxwell or Engqvist. And then we'll need two wingers so I'm thinking Palushaj and White, but there's also word that maybe Wyman could be rewarded for his recent hot hand (yay!) unless Pouliot gets over his flu quickly. Also time to ship out Hamr and Spacek. I'll gladly take conditional picks to rid us of the Wonder Twins once and for all...