I'm going to bed, this is ridiculous. The Wild have been stung twice tonight by the noted offensive connection of Willie Mitchell and Jeff Cowan. Unbelieveable! I swear the rink is slanted towards the Wild net; they can't get the puck out of the zone to save their lives. Vancouver has clearly come to play tonight. Maybe I'll wake up in the morning to a Wild comeback and victory, but I'm not holding my breath. Losing Willie Mitchell still haunts me like that sausage pizza I had earlier today. Good night.
Update 3-5-07: Well, at least the Wild stormed back and got a point last night. Because of my hatred for all things Vancouver Canuck-related I haven't watched much Canuck hockey the last few months, but after watching last night's game I came away a bit impressed. I knew about Luongo and the Sedins, but they've got a pretty good thing going up there. Kevin Bieksa is a hell of a player. Vancouver is more than a great goalie and a trap, they are for real. Fortunately for the Wild, we only play them only once more, but we play the Oilers and Blues and combined five times.