This was the full-spectrum beat-down. Samuelsson and Bernier each pot two (not so much a surprise with Samuelsson, but way to go Bernie!!!), the guys chase both Arseberg and Quickie, and O'Brien and Rypien beat the snot out of Simmonds and Clown.
I don't care too much about O'Brien doing his showboating afterward though, but I can't remember enjoying such glee at seeing another human being in obvious pain as when I saw Clown bent over rushing to the dressing room and screaming for his mommy. The only way I could have been happier in his pain was if he'd been a Talib. Rypper did the proper thing and stared him to the bench.
Not only did they win the crucial game 5, but they made a statement againsta young team with little playoff experience. They killed a 5-on-3 and a couple other penalties besides and didn't look bad doing it.
The Queens might take it 7, but the guys have the series here and they have the confidence going in to do it.
GO CANUCKS GO!!!!
Love the Sport. Love the Team.
Hate the League. Live from Riga, bitches...