Jurciiiiiiina Is A Punk Rocker

Pens 5, Caps 3
Perhaps the best thing that can be said about the match is that most Caps fans didn't pay for tickets. Between Ovechkin's lackluster performance and knee-on-knee hit, Varly's mimicry of a block of Emmental, and the fact that Crosby bagged the game-winner... I suppose AA was created for a reason.

Some thoughts:
--Varly made the hard saves easily enough. I wonder if baseball is big in Russia. A breezy shot from the point must be something like a yawning pop-fly. It's okay, buddy; Jordan wasn't much of an outfielder, either. Perhaps floating shots from the blue line are the only way Lord Varlamov can truly be vanquished. (Now can we cut the tragic optimism?)

--As the season wears on, Feds is becoming nearly as frustrating as his compatriot, Sasha. It was a beauty of a marker in game seven, but Gramps has been sorely mediocre during his series against The Anointed One and Co, scoring only two points, despite playing on the top line for long stretches.

--Bradley and Gordon made the third goal. Juice was the one to shoot it at the net, yes, but Brads and Gordon just about pinned the Pens in their own zone while playing a man down. They're playoff performers to be sure, and my guess is that if every Caps skater cared as much as our third and fourth lines, post-season success wouldn't be such a bleeding mystery.

--The playoffs may be a time for unlikely stars to shine, but guys who get paid superstar salaries could show up once in a while, as well. Green and Semin -- let's kick it in the ass, shall we?

--Brash is a nice guy. The Front Page is a disappointment, though.

--I apologize for the title. The Ramones deserve better.