Orpik took a penalty later, Roberts plants himself in front. Nope.
The second period was all about rookie goalie Mike McKenna stealing the show.
Is there a way to look up goalies who are making their NHL debut against the Penguins? They have to be 69-0 with a GAA of -.098
Luca Caputi got some playing time in there. Good to see. He better stay up.
6:00 into the second, Lecavalier and St. Louis were like sharks in the Pens zone.
You knew it was coming. 2-0. Right there, it was like the Lightning were the Soviets.
During an unreal shift, Roberts destroys TK and then shoots the puck on the Fleury late on a delayed whistle. Ryan Whitney doesn't say anything to him. Lame.
After some crap, a whistle comes out of nowhere. Yessssssss.
The Pens get a 5-on-3 out of it somehow, and the PP goes to work.
Seriously? It was like walking around with an erection all day. Fail. Christ.
Vinny Lecavilier scores.
Worst moment since you realized "Coach" jumped the sharked when he started coaching that NFL team in Orlando. 3-0.
If you thought the Pens had a chance in this game, you are a joke.
Or maybe we're the jokes because we abandon ship faster than Bob Gainey's daughter.
This was about the time Evgeni Malkin took over the game. He steals a puck at the blue line, gets it to Dupuis. Dupuis hits the post. Malkin follows up and taps it home. 3-1.
Caputi was nowhere to be found, but he finally got out there.
Guess what? Scoring chance.
Reechi hits Malkin with a high stick. Joke. No call.
Whitney holds a stick. Penalty. That could have been the end.
But the Pens kill it.
Tick, tick, tick. Tick, tick, tick.
As you're Google-searching how to tie a noose, Mark Eaton gets a puck on net.
The Pens still need a break. And a goal.
And then our old friend Gary Roberts helps the Pens by taking a huge penalty. Matt Cooke was fishing, because he baited Roberts bad. Roberts hand was in the cookie jar.
Malkin just shows you what being a human being is about.
He digs like a coal miner. Huge scramble in front.
You can have A.O. and his 23 shots a game.
But there isn't a more valuable player in the NHL than Malkin.
Can we even put it into words those last frenetic minutes of regulation? If Tampa scores there, after this huge comeback, we kill ourselves, and this recap never sees the light of day.
Malkin starts OT and is just everywhere.
Both teams are playing their balls off. Marty St.Louis gets a chance.
Tampa and Pittsburgh trade chances. Malone almost ends it.
Bing brings your erection to a climax, but sit down.
If you thought Talbot scored on the delayed whistle, then you've been watching hockey for a week.
Everyone thought that was the last gasp.
Then, all of sudden, some joke loses his stick. Jordan Staal steals it.
Malkin City in front.
4-3 and GAME.
Yahoo Pictures-esque shot of Cotton Candy.
What a pic by Timothy F.