Ick. That was about as fun as being licked by a camel.
So how many completely, totally, glaringly, wide, spaceous and open expanses of net did Shannon miss tonight anyways? It's hard to imagine a human being on skates being set up any nicer. (If we had signed Roenick he would have had a hat trick tonight. Talk about being in the right place at the right time, then putting away your chances - twice!)
Shannon's momentum-killing penalty in the third was kinda bone-headed too.
Son, that vehicle you see pulling away from you in the parking lot is your NHL career . . .
Beauty of a glove save by Luongo on that second Cheechoo shot.
I actually thought the disputed goal was past the line, but Nabby did a good job of consealing it with his glove. Bastard . . .
Modo vincis, modo vinceris.