It's unfortunate that the sour grapes of the CBC is all anyone is really talking about concerning this game. And while I couldn't give a damn about biased commentary, it's really disgusting on the NATIONAL broadcast with two bitter Bruins (and a bitter 20-game Hab) bitching like two drunk buzzards at a local pub over their favourite team being "punched in the mouth" (to quote HackswithHaggs) while the lameduck official sits there quietly with his arms crossed. Last I looked it was called Hockey Night in CANADA, not Boston.
The real story is this number 76 Mac truck that has appeared on the ice in recent games. (Actually there are two stories in this game and both involve the number 7 and 6).
Mister Max Pacioretty, with a number on his back that burns the eyes of Leafs fans everywhere, is the other story. Number 67 is showing why the nickname "Patches" is so appropriate. Ever since joining Giomez, he has patched the two together in a way Benoit Pouliot was too lazy to realize how. Gomez got 2 assists, Gionta a goal and nearly two, and Pacioretty finished with a goal and assist and first star honours. Isn't it nice seeing a large body muck it up in the corners, on the boards, and around the net AND have the ability and vision to produce? And his skating stride... I swear he's able to skate the entire length of the ice in 3 strides. Also has a knack for crunching old ex-Habs as Mark Recchi now joins Schneider and Zednik as his victims.
Of course McMoustache tried very hard to ruin this great playoff type game of absolute hockey, and for the second night in a row. Greg Campbell probably e-mailed his dad before performing a perfect pirouette the little fake artist.
I really don't know who whines more between the Bruins and the Flyers but I do know this: When you do to them what they do to you, they don't like it, which is standard when the bully gets punched in the face.
"Cammalleri! He's a hot guy!" Yes Bob, we know. *swoon* But I doubt he was looking for the ref to interfere as per Glenn Healy's assumption when Krejci challenged him to a fight 'cause boohoo Krejci lost a board battle for the puck. He was most likely quoting Slap Shot in his head. That was the proper levels of pugnacity, testosterone, truculence and belligerence. Flipping those tractor tires over the summer sure toughened up the hands eh?