Why? He sucked last game and the game before, too. I don’t think that anyone was planning on sitting him for the rest of the playoffs.
Game 5 - Bruins v. CBJ
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Things went south at points obviously but they were again pretty strong in the third. A lot of chances. They’re a well-conditioned team.
Well. To be fair, he had a hard time doing that at points. He looked much faster tonight.
And it happens in such strange, annoying ways. Now up to 12 games of regularly struggling to make easy clears.
Tuukka tonight was Gandalf facing the Ringwraith at the gates of Minas Tirith.
Thrice he cried. Thrice the great ram boomed. And suddenly upon the last stroke the Gate of Gondor broke. As if stricken by some blasting spell it burst asunder: there was a flash of searing lightning, and the doors tumbled in riven fragments to the ground.
In rode the Lord of the Nazgûl. A great black shape against the fires beyond he loomed up, grown to a vast menace of despair. In rode the Lord of the Nazgûl, under the archway that no enemy ever yet had passed, and all fled before his face.
All save one. There waiting, silent and still in the space before the Gate, sat Gandalf upon Shadowfax: Shadowfax who alone among the free horses of the earth endured the terror, unmoving, steadfast as a graven image in Rath Dínen.
‘You cannot enter here,’ said Gandalf, and the huge shadow halted. ‘Go back to the abyss prepared for you! Go back! Fall into the nothingness that awaits you and your Master. Go!’
The Black Rider flung back his hood, and behold! he had a kingly crown; and yet upon no head visible was it set. The red fires shone between it and the mantled shoulders vast and dark. From a mouth unseen there came a deadly laughter.
‘Old fool!’ he said. ‘Old fool! This is my hour. Do you not know Death when you see it? Die now and curse in vain!’ And with that he lifted high his sword and flames ran down the blade.
Gandalf did not move. And in that very moment, away behind in some courtyard of the City, a cock crowed. Shrill and clear he crowed, recking nothing of wizardry or war, welcoming only the morning that in the sky far above the shadows of death was coming with the dawn.
And as if in answer there came from far away another note. Horns, horns, horns. In dark Mindolluin’s sides they dimly echoed. Great horns of the North wildly blowing. Rohan had come at last.
In rode the Lord of the Nazgûl. A great black shape against the fires beyond he loomed up, grown to a vast menace of despair. In rode the Lord of the Nazgûl, under the archway that no enemy ever yet had passed, and all fled before his face.
All save one. There waiting, silent and still in the space before the Gate, sat Gandalf upon Shadowfax: Shadowfax who alone among the free horses of the earth endured the terror, unmoving, steadfast as a graven image in Rath Dínen.
‘You cannot enter here,’ said Gandalf, and the huge shadow halted. ‘Go back to the abyss prepared for you! Go back! Fall into the nothingness that awaits you and your Master. Go!’
The Black Rider flung back his hood, and behold! he had a kingly crown; and yet upon no head visible was it set. The red fires shone between it and the mantled shoulders vast and dark. From a mouth unseen there came a deadly laughter.
‘Old fool!’ he said. ‘Old fool! This is my hour. Do you not know Death when you see it? Die now and curse in vain!’ And with that he lifted high his sword and flames ran down the blade.
Gandalf did not move. And in that very moment, away behind in some courtyard of the City, a cock crowed. Shrill and clear he crowed, recking nothing of wizardry or war, welcoming only the morning that in the sky far above the shadows of death was coming with the dawn.
And as if in answer there came from far away another note. Horns, horns, horns. In dark Mindolluin’s sides they dimly echoed. Great horns of the North wildly blowing. Rohan had come at last.
He couldn’t skate.
It’s been seven days since I said that they should bench him because he couldn’t skate. I was right for two games. He’s better now.
What’s complicated?
No, it wasn’t.
He couldn’t skate for two games. He’s better, seven days after the fact. You think that’s a point against benching him for Game 3 or Game 4?
It’s only then end of the story if you can’t read.
You guys sure have a lot of feelings.
Yes, even not being able to skate (which he could), he's a much more effective hockey player than a handful of their forwards. He's a top 5 player at his position, unless he's seriously hurt, he's playing every game
Prob cost them the cup though.
They can't replace him. Probably most irreplaceable player on the B's.
I'd even take our chances with Halak if Rask went down. Carlo can give you 80% of McAvoy and no one else comes close.
He didn't even go down the tunnel, he went right to the bench.
I think it was half it hurt like hell, half he was killing some time to get the team a breather.
You throw out a statement like that and you deserve to get your balls busted when you’re wrong. End of story.
Let's see if he can put weight on it in the AM. Adrenaline is a hell of a drug but if his ankle is broken he isn't playing.
He was utterly ineffective. He got chased down, repeatedly, by backchecking forwards. He could barely move and couldn’t find the puck. He couldn’t do anything. Even last game, he was terrible, despite his goal.
I’m glad that he’s better now. He had an awesome game.
But you want to talk about the player he is at his best other than what he obviously was earlier in the series. That’s a super weird way to analyze things, but hey, whatever floats your boat, I guess.
I wasn’t wrong. I notice that none of you were doing any ball busting last game, when he still couldn’t skate. Or the game before that, when he still couldn’t skate.
Hey, maybe you were right all along, and his magical feelings are better now (because . . . coaching?), and that’s why he wasn’t getting chased down and could stay on his feet tonight.
One of us was right. The other guy is you.
Also, you guys like to say “End of story” a lot as a substitute for actually engaging the argument. If I were in your shoes, I’d probably do it, too.
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Bobrovsky looked gassed at the end. Watched Pasta’s first goal go by him then was slow to get over on the game winner.
Pepper the s**t out of him in game 6
Pepper the s**t out of him in game 6
Let's see if he can put weight on it in the AM before we say he cost them the cup, yea?
On Pasta's last goal. Bobrovski TOTALLY over-committed/sold out for the Marchand shot. With where the puck was, and the speed with which Pasta tipped it, I couldn't believe it actually went in.
At the end of the day this is the most SOSH thing ever after a huge win to be nitpicking over whether or not Pasta shoulda sat instead of being fucking happy.
edit: I'm on your side Myt on this one.
I’m ecstatic. Salem & Co are the ones looking to take a victory lap after Cassidy magically coached Pasta into being able to skate 7 days after the initial conversation.
Edit: Cool. Wanna make out?
There was a shot of him at the very end of game 4 (After the last goal maybe?) that he looked utterly exhausted. Hard to carry your team for 5 games. If he cracks a little...
My issue is that there was zero reason for him to be in that position. Marchand had the puck on his backhand and flailed at the clearing attempt. What is it with this team and failed clears?
If they lose McAvoy as a result I do think their chances at winning the cup go down substantially. I doubt he gets out of that without any impact for at least the next game though y $$ is on a longer term injury, just not a lot of protection where he got hit. Upper skate protects against slashes not slap shots.
Just clear the fucking puck.
No way. It’s clear on the overhead, nothing ever crosses the goal line. There’s even room between his pad and the goal line.
The crazy thing about that goal is how Pasta kept the shot far glove side. Typically a RW taking a cross ice pass from a LW is going to naturally shoot back towards the left but Pasta somehow shot the puck in a straight line when he received basically just pushed it into the net.