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Reader Bill put it best: Nice game, Flyers… for me to poop on!
Simple Triumph the Insult Comic Dog references aside, the Flyers look bad last night. Real bad. Michael Jackson.
The Flyers were outshot for only the second time this year. They fired 22 shots on goal… that, folks, is a season low… against the Montreal Canadiens, who came into the game so confused on how to win in the sport of hockey that they fired their assistant coach– perhaps the most inconsequential coaching position in all of professional sports. Heh? There are fall guys, and then there are Speed-like, we’re just going to dump a body off the bus in a show of good faith guys. The bus usually winds up blowing up, anyway. Incredibly, last night, it was filled with angry, frightened hockey players, who whipped up on the Flyers.
– Jagr is good. Watch him compared to any other player on the ice– he can’t be moved off the puck. He’s like a three-legged statue (his stick, folks). The Flyers have gone smaller and faster this year, so many of the other players (looking at you, Brayden Schenn, Danny Briere) get knocked off the puck very easily. It’s not a bad thing, but all the more noticeable when you see Jagr stand his ground 10 times a night.
– Bryzgalov is hardly playing like a $500 billion goalie. He’s gotten some very unlucky bounces, but so far has looked like nothing more than 2010 Michael Leighton. I know that’s unfair, but he needs to steal a game every now and then– that’s why he’s here. Let’s go, pal.
And, yes, Bryz wore the fucking tiger mask last night. Quite frankly, I don't care if he wears a Muslim hijab on his head during games… as long as he, you know, stops the puck.