VOMIT. PENS LOSE
Ouch.
Forty-three seconds way from a happy Friday night
Forty-three seconds away from two points.
But lets not kid ourselves. Out-shot 43-16, the only reason the Pens were in the game was thanks to MAF, Bing, Malkin, Eaton, and Bill Thomas.
The fact that one point was salvaged doesn't mean much.
If Scuds get that puck out, and Bing drains an empty netter, and the Pens escape with two points, you have to wonder what would be said?
The bottom line is, one point or two points, the problems simply can't be masked that easily right now.
The lack of anything resembling a second or third line.
The poor defensive effort.
Ryan Whitney/Rob Scuderi =
The poor coaching decisions:
Pascal Dupuis, 9 goals = 20 minutes of ice time.
Petr Sykora, 19 goals = 16 minutes of ice time.
On what planet does a perennial 30-goal scorer get third line minutes? Seriously.
Play it back in your mind, last nine seconds of the game.
2-on-1, last shot with 2 seconds left. Who do you want taking that shot?
There isn't anything after the jump.
No photoshops.
No jokes.
Only thing we are recapping is a bottle of jack daniels.
FTW.
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