The other night I was over at my parent's house 'cause mom bought way too much meat and made beer stew for us all. While there I watched my brother play some NHL10, with his bizarro future Habs team. Apparently in 2011 or something like that Rick Nash and Cal Clutterbuck will be Montreal Canadiens, with Nash on a line with Cammy and Gio. I was in seventh heaven. We laughed as he destroyed the Maple Leafs in Round 1 of the playoffs, who had Lecavalier on their top line and Marty Turco in nets (who would probably prefer death to netminding for the Leafs).
Too bad Bob couldn't wrangle Clutterbuck out of the Wild for Guimauve instead of Pouliot! (Yea, this guy).
Funny how things work out though. If the Wild didn't pick before us, we would have this guy failing away and would not have Price. Now we have both. Here's hoping he can get his act together (once his hand heals).
And to all those who say Gui was mismanaged... Please. When he was on the team, he was too young for Hamilton, too old for junior, too big to pass up on a small team, and a local hero. While scoring at will is not uncommon in the Q, he failed to adapt to the NHL and follow the recommendations of his coach and his teammates. I mean, how hard is it to park your ass in front of the net after telling us about it every day? They were overly patient with him, and gave him every opportunity on every line, but he either couldn't keep up with the better skaters or ran off to the corners instead of Holmstroming the goalie. Even Marc Denis told him to go there! (He did it once, in preseason). He suffered from the Mike Ribeiro Syndrome of hyped up by the local press, worshiped by RDS, and could do no wrong in their eyes. Now that he's gone, he'll probably follow the same path as Ribeiro, unless he really is a complete idiot. Like Ribeiro, he won't have the local media protecting him anymore. If he wants to stay in the NHL he'll have to wake up.
What an exciting Monday! Guimauve gone, Pouliot nursing his tender hand before a trip back to the farm, Big Georges' suspended for 5 games, and the best two news pieces of the day: Sergei's back! And Price was given the second star of the week by the NHL for his job well done!
Now my only problem is deciding what to do with my Latendresse 84 shirt. Perhaps it'll go off to charity.
Habs have bigger problems over deciding what to do with a t-shirt though. It's another back-to-back game. Seriously. What the fuck is up with this schedule? Fucking Olympics! So I present to you a double dose of booze, the Montreal Canadiens Drinking Game: Columbus and Pittsburgh Edition!
DRINK!
...every time RDS angrily defends Guimauve, and call Gainey a dumbass (in polite TV terms) for trading his fat ass to the Wild where he will no doubt rip it up (maybe).
...for every Guimauve highlight reel played.
...every time you see Umberger. Then smash your glass and yell "FUCKING UMBERGER!!!"
...when they talk about the Olympics and how Mason is having one heck of a sophomore slump right now.
...when they talk about the Olympics and RDS makes the case for MAF to be the starter. Take another swig as he fucks up behind his net and almost assists on a goal in his own net.
...once for every "I don't know what Jacques Martin is thinking" moments, as MAB or the 4th line is caught on the ice at the same time as Rick Nash or Crosby/Malkin.
...if, after stinking up the joint in New York, the Blue Jackets come out looking like the fucking Stanley Cup Champions.
...as you spot Orpik lining up to destroy/injure anyone. Start crying if it's Pleky or Cammy. Cheer him on if it's MAB. (I joke! ...maybe).
...as Martin decides to use Price for Columbus and Halak for Pittsburgh. (Can he get it right? We'll find out tomorrow)!
...and wonder how the powerplay could be so poopy.
...and wonder why the Habs play so much better when shorthanded.
