The two of us have differing views on goaltender’s duels. Keep in mind: Harrison enjoys basketball; Skeeter enjoys soccer. Our opinions regarding tight-checking, low-scoring affairs echo these tastes. This is also why, during games, Skeeter often screams more slide tackles! and Harrison often screams more black people! But we digress. [We] watched this game:
With tonight’s victory, the Canucks improved their record against the Predators to two wins and two losses, sewing up the Western Conference in the process. With five games yet to play, this leaves plenty of time to finish up other, neglected sewing projects. Henrik promised Daniel that he would sew Anna a new pair of booties. Mikael Samuelsson’s lucky underwear needs patching. Alex Burrows is making a snood.
It’s official. Aaron Rome has his first goal as a Canuck (above), which could either be used as evidence that he doesn’t deserve the icetime he’s been getting, or maybe as an explanation for why he’s been getting it: Alain Vigneault’s been determined to get him that goal all season. Apart from Rome, nobody was more excited to see him score than Keith Ballard, whose minutes will finally skyrocket to seventeen.
It’s been awhile since Alex Burrows took it upon himself to win da turd. Tonight, he scored two goals in the final frame, doing just that. Like Seth Rogen in Knocked Up, Burrows only has one move. That’s the umpteenth time he’s gone backhand on the breakaway. Burrows is predictable, yes, but goalies can’t afford to predict and shade left. He sucks at skating, so they have to respect the possibility that he might fall down and have the puck roll to the opposite post.
The game-tying goal–Burrows’ first goal of the night–comes on some positively Wizardous Sedinerie. For the unobservant, this is a no-look bank pass to a one-timed no-look backhand saucer pass to a mid-air one-timer. Nothing but net. This is Bird/Jordan stuff; Burrows wins the Big Mac. Mind you, in Örnsköldsvik, they learn this in peewee.
Like Mason Raymond and Ryan Kesler, Alex Burrows and Shane O’Brien are clearly besties. In a previous version of the plan, O’Brien and Burrows moved to London together and shared a flat. Instead, the plan changed, and they were separated by forces beyond their control. They spent the whole night fighting hat-wearing agents to retake control of their own destiny. (This is the movie we’re referencing. Yeah, we don’t recommend it.)
To explain: Burrows and O’Brien engaged multiple times in post-whistle scrums. The most entertaining moment was the time they were separated by both linesmen, and still waved at each other, smiling and chirping like the birds that circle Uncle Remus in Song of the South, the most racist Disney movie ever. Having seen Pocahontas and Aladdin, that’s saying a lot.
In the first period, the Sportsnet crew showed a graphic with pictures of Alain Vigneault and Barry Trotz, their impressive win/loss records, and the caption, “Hottest in the NHL”. That is not a caption that goes above pictures of those two guys, for what should be obvious reasons.
Roberto Luongo was really good, huh? He’s been doing that lately. Despite having to make only 16 saves, Luongo earned third star honours, because a lot of them were tough saves, like Alice Cooper or Brian “Head” Welch. Of note: Head Joins the Body is the greatest headline ever.
5 of Nashville’s 17 shots came from Jordin Tootoo. So really, they took 12 shots. Ha, just kidding, Tootoo’s not too, too bad. Zing. Anyway, Daniel wants everyone to know he’s ashamed of this bullet point.
Despite looking absolutely dominant at several stages of the game, Ryan Kesler and Mason Raymond were the only minus players on the Canucks. The line of Kesler, Raymond, and Chris Higgins gave the Nashville defenders fits with their speed, board play, and rugged manliness, but couldn’t generate a goal. They did, however, combine for 13 shots. They took more shots than Roy “Speedy” Harper.
Frankly, a lot of their excellent work died on the stick of Aaron Rome, who can only hit the net when shooting from the opposite end of the ice, but he scored a goal tonight, so we’ll save our grumbling for another night.
Shocking stat of the night: Ryan Suter and Shea Weber both finished the game minus-3. Not so shocking stat: they both played over twenty-seven minutes. I guess when you’re on the ice all night, there’s a large chance you’ll be on the ice for the opponent’s goals.
Upon seeing Sami Salo on the powerplay, Harrison commented that the Canucks weren’t really missing Mikael Samuelsson. Then Victor Oreskovich jumped the boards with the Sedins.
In truth, Oreskovich has been playing solid hockey since his call-up, and his turn on the first line while Alex Burrows rested, post penalty-kill, was a nice reward. While he only finished with 9:55 of icetime, that’s almost three minutes more than Jeff Tambellini. When Tanner Glass returns, Oreskovich may be pleased to learn that he’s earned a playoff roster spot. Pleased, that is, unless he thinks top line duty will be a regular occurrence.
And finally, we’ve already mentioned Aaron Rome’s goal, but we left out the best part: watch Henrik Sedin show true leadership by stretching out his arms to ensure nobody derails Rome’s 200-footer. Granted, there’s no one around him, but Kevin Love would be proud of this boxout. It’s been said that the Canucks have nothing left to play for, but look how excited everyone is when this puck goes in. Other motivations aside, this team simply enjoys playing together.
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