… but at least we’re no further behind. With nineteen
more games in the regular season, a miracle will have to occur for the Flyers
to make the playoffs. I, however, believe in miracles so am doggedly refusing
to write off the team at this late date.
Last night’s win against the Rangers was sweet only
because New York took the first three games this season, twice shutting Philly
out without King Henrik between the pipes. (^&%$#*) Winning this one
at home took some doing, but the boys managed to eke out a victory. Checking
the stats this morning, I see that “We’re #20!” and are on a current streak of
… one win!
It was also hopeful to see Sean Couturier stepping up,
as I lost Tyler Seguin to a knee injury a while ago and have called upon Couts
to replace him on my pool team. Statistically, it’s a bit like replacing
Hercules with Pee Wee Herman, but the kid earned me two points last night and
I’m taking them. For a few days I was actually in danger of eclipsing my
executive director in the office standings, so perhaps it was fortuitous that
my heavy horse went down – now the big boss has a stranglehold on fourth place
and my job is secure for the nonce.
Seriously, I doubt that Philadelphia will make the
playoffs. If they surprise me, the hope is that they’ll be in “kill or be
killed” mode when they get there and will slice through the competition like a
hot knife through butter. The alternative is to become a temporary Canucks fan,
as the kids called up to fill in for Vancouver’s injured vets are playing their
hearts out and dragging the oldies toward the post-season by youthful
enthusiasm alone.
Clearly, I’m expecting that miracle.
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