I know people are saying that since the Caps managed to win a 2-1 game when it mattered the most, they’ll be able to play with Pittsburgh, but honestly, I’m not so sure. I don’t think Washington will win this series, which means that all of those crazy Crosby fans will make it seem like the ONLY REASON Pittsburgh managed to win is because CROSBY IS THE BEST PLAYER IN THE WORLD AND NO ONE COMPARES. Forget that the Pens have a great goalie and Evgeni Malkin, the player who I actually think is better than Crosby. Merely because the Penguins have Sidney, they’ll win. Trust me. I know these things. My grandfather is one of those Crosby fan boys. A Don Cherry type, if you will. All he does is get on my case and tell me that if I think Alex is better than Crosby, I clearly don’t know hockey as well as he thought I did. And then when I go and tell him that Malkin and Alex are the two greatest players in the league – I’ll relent that Crosby is third – and so Crosby isn’t even the best player on his own team, he leaves the room. Yo, Grandpa, just because Alex and Geno are Russian doesn’t mean they’re automatically below Sidney on the list. Being Canadian does not equal being the best. Last time I checked, Sidney wasn’t even one of the three finalists for the Hart. They’re all Russians. Um, so, yeah.
But I digress. I have faith in Washington’s goaltending, which is an odd feeling to have, but they don’t have as much experience as Pittsburgh and they need to get their defensive game down perfectly. The Penguins have a tad bit more offense than the Rangers did. Washington needs keep their power play clicking and make sure their penalty kill is solid. Alex needs to try doing a little less, Nicklas needs to keep up his fabulousness, Michael needs to start playing like Michael, etc. I just…don’t like this match-up. I don’t like it one bit.
That being said, I think this series could be highly entertaining. The regular season games between these two always were, and I can’t wait to see Alex lay somebody out. I also can’t wait to see if Michael really has returned for good. I have a theory that he had some sort of cold. He sounded really congested when they interviewed him before Game 2, and sounded less stuffy before Game 6.
Carolina vs. Boston will be almost as good as the Pittsburgh vs. Boston series I had been hoping for. It’ll be interesting to see if Carolina’s momentum can carry over.
My apologies to the Hawks fans reading this, but I think Vancouver’s going to come out on top for this one.
Finally, Detroit over Anaheim. I love the Ducks, but come on. It’s Detroit.
WOOO!!! The Capitals WON last night, everyone!! I can’t even remember the last time I got to see one of my favorite teams win a playoffs series. It’s been ages. *narrows eyes at Sabres*
The Caps looked like crap for the first two periods and I was so worried and I was trying to study while I was watching and it wasn’t doing any good. But then they won. SERGEI scored the game winner!! Oh, Sergei. Stop this right now. My crush on you is so inappropriate, and you scoring the series clincher did nothing to help it.
Alex was so over his interview with Chris – oh, I’m sorry, Christine Simpson – last night. It was funny. It made me laugh.
But he said a baaaad thing in the interview in the locker room. Alex, we told on Albert in third grade when he said “Jesus Christ” for a reason. It’s bad. Don’t say it, or we’ll tell on you and then the teacher will take you out in the hall and talk to you and you’ll have to sit out for ten minutes during recess. These are the lessons I take away from elementary school.
I have to make a poster tonight, and that’s it. It’s odd knowing I don’t really have to study. Okay, well, I do have a few quizzes coming up, but that’s what homeroom’s for.
I didn’t get a chance to mention it, but, uh SUCK IT, SHARKS. Everyone was getting on my case when I picked the Ducks to win but then they DID. Ha. See, people? Frostee is not as crazy as you all thought!
Upon reviewing my first round predictions, it would appear as though I guessed the correct winner for every series except the Vancouver/St. Louis one. I was just off on the games it would take. Like, really, really off. I really thought Boston would need six to knock out Montreal?
This whole, “Dan Girardi and Marc Staal are a couple” thing is highly amusing. Glen, I’m thinking if we didn’t already know about it the boys were trying to keep their love affair hush-hush. Way to completely out them.
CHRISTOPHER returned last night! Chris Clark, my BFFL, played last night. I may not have realized it until halfway through the first period, but at long last, the Capitals’ captain has come back! I also realized that he and I found each other and then lost each other way before I started calling players by their full first names instead of nicknames, so Chris = Christopher. FYI.
I’m really proud of myself, or ashamed of myself, depending on how you look at it. I skipped right over the Alex interview tot he Chris one when I went on the Caps’ website today.
Also, Alexander = Alexander Ovechkin. When I’m talking about Semin, I either call him Semie or call him Sasha in a rather disdainful tone. Just so y’all know.
I found a Russian I don’t like! (aside from Max, of course) Viktor Kozlov is lame. I’ve suspected it all season long, and this series confirmed it.
If any of the fans who were sitting behind the Rangers bench are reading this, those signs and those rain ponchos were absolutely brilliant. I loved them.
Alex, Geno, and Pavel are the Hart finalists. I totally heart Pavel, but I don’t really think he has a chance. Also, in a completely non-biased way (because nothing I ever say is biased on this here blog), I think Alex has the best chance to win this.
The Capitals, however, don’t appear to be the team that will win this playoffs series. It makes me sad, but it’s a fact of life.
Sucks for the New Jersey fans. I did think Carolina would win the series, but the way in which they won is really harsh.
My mom has a really funny – and COMPLETELY wrong – Swedish impression. She coined it when trying to lift my spirits after the Game 2 loss when they were interviewing Henrik, and when the handshake line showed him and Nicklas last night she did it again. It’s so bad. It’s so funny. I wish I knew how she possibly came up with it.
In gym we’re playing floor hockey and I recently discovered that the reason I’ve been sucking on left wing is that I’m actually a natural defense(wo)man. It’s wonderful. No one every wants to play goalie so all we have are these little blocks, and I did an excellent job defending the net. I was a +12, but I got yelled at every time I tried to join the rush. It was an interesting situation, as my gym teacher kept yelling at my partner and I to run around and get active, but whenever our forwards controlled the puck and I wanted to run down and help them, she yelled at me to stay put. Thus is the extent of damage Brian Campbell has inflicted upon me.
My phone exploded last night when they won. It’s very sweet of everyone who texted me. It’s very funny that people who work with my parents somehow got a hold of my number to congratulate me.
Pittsburgh is very close to Buffalo. My parents have been toying with my emotions about going to one of these games, because apparently they know people who could get tickets. I think they’re just doing it to crush me, as parents are wont to do, but, um, there’s a game Friday night next week. I get out of school at two. Just sayin’.
This post is very long and ramble-y. I’ll stop now. Time to make my seating arrangements. Just in case anyone was wondering, a dinner party with Nelson Mandela, Gandhi, Aung San Suu Kyi, and Deng Xiaoping is actually really boring.
Game Seven + huge test at seven in the morning tomorrow = Frostee is totally stressed out. Enjoy tonight, folks.
The Capitals actually came back to force Game Seven. They solved King Henrik, their power play is clicking, and for the most part their penalty killing has been solid. Simeon has been a beast, and Michael was found and safely returned to MSG just in time for the game.
Things could go either way Tuesday night. Last year I really did think the Caps would come out of the series alive, and we all saw what happened. But this year, they have momentum, and you’ve gotta think that just maybe, that momentum will be enough. If they do make it, no one is going to want to face them in the second round.
To celebrate the win (and wish an early HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!! to Mr. Varlamov), I thought I’d link you to this fabulous video Clare sent my way. There is nothing I would change in this video. Absolutely nothing. It is perfect. Simeon Varlamov was not on the debate team in Russia. There’s no way.
Last night Washington won a totally awesome game to keep the series alive, a game which I watched with some totally awesome blogger ladies. The Caps got secondary scoring from none other than Matthew Bradley, Avery was a healthy scratch and Lundqvist got pulled, Torts tried to kill a fan, Alexander scored an amazing, badass goal, and Simeon got another shutout. I thought it over last night, and decided that there are three ways this series will work out.
1. The bloodthirsty fans in Madison Square Garden propel the Rangers to a win tomorrow afternoon.
2. The Capitals win tomorrow and force game seven, in which they gain a decisive victory and ride the momentum into the second round.
3. They win tomorrow, force game seven, and after four overtimes, all of which I watch even though I have a test at seven the next morning, the Rangers score. It will probably even be Chris Drury who scores it.
Tonight may be the last game for the Caps in the 2009 playoffs (*sob*), but at least they didn’t win the Presidents Trophy only to be completely dominated by the eighth seed that barely even made it in the first round. I knew I’d like seeing San Jose choke yet again, but I didn’t realize I’d like it this much. Thanks, Sharks. I owe ya one.
- Detroit completed the sweep on Columbus last night. Poor Blue Jackets. At least they got the experience, right?
- I honestly thought Carolina would tie it with .2 seconds last night. I really did.
Name: Michael Green
Distinguishing features: Ridiculous mohawk, badass tattoo, boyish good looks
Occupation: Professional ice hockey defenseman
Last seen playing with the Capitals during the regular season, Green has mysteriously disappeared as the playoffs get underway. If found, please contact Frostee at email@example.com or the Washington Capitals.
Michael, please, come home. We miss you, and promise not to make fun of your hair or the fact that your first job was as a grocery bag carrier ever again.
Last night the Sabres Capitals threw my hope to the ice and skated all over it. Henrik Lundqvist is a complete and total beast. Even the sight of the Bruins sweeping Montreal in the first round couldn’t lift my spirits.
You have provided me with endless entertainment this season, and the only way it would have been funnier was if you didn’t even make the playoffs to begin with. Please, can you be really, really bad next year? That would be really amusing. I would like that.
Everyone keeps saying that the Caps can still make a comeback, and that last year they were down 3-1 in the series and forced a game seven. I have a few things to say to that:
1. Yes, but last year they lost in game seven. In overtime.
2. Yes, but isn’t it true that the Rangers have never lost a series when they were leading 3-1?
3. Yes, but it’s not going to happen.
I have no idea who I’m going to root for in the next round.
- Vancouver completed the sweep last night. So long, St. Louis. Screws one of my predictions.
- Pittsburgh won. Ew. There were WAY too many people wearing Crosby jerseys at school today.
- Detroit also won, so they’ll most likely sweep in the next game. At least it was a good experience for Columbus, right? They looked so overwhelmed for the few minutes I watched.
- San Jose won as well. I was shocked.
- Carolina scored the game-winner with .2 seconds left in regulation. I was watching. The ‘Canes had been putting the pressure on and for no apparent reason, even with four seconds left I still thought they might pull it off. They did. This series is so going seven games.
- Last night there was a segment on E:60 about one Mr. Alexander Ovechkin. It was an epic twelve minutes, to say the least. I’m going to try and summarize it for you here: baby pictures, robot impressions, concern over lost licenses, Daddy Ovechkin in the Streetwear hat I want (seriously, Alex? You’ve got your father in one of those?), a personal shoutout to me (because that’s what it was when they mentioned the “fanatic following” he has, right?) and the quote of the night when he was asked what he does when he goes out. Apparently it’s not appropriate for television. I have only one thing to say about that. If those boys are going out and doing bad things, they BETTER NOT be bringing Nicklas with them. I don’t really care what shenanigans they get in to, but Nicklas has a bedtime. And he’s still innocent. If they’re scarring him, there’s going to be serious trouble.
- Speaking of Nicklas, while I was eating breakfast my dad told me that Nick Backstrom was having hip surgery and would be out six months. I choked on my banana bread, thinking he meant my Nick. Apologies to the Minnesota fans, that does kind of suck.
- I’m very conflicted about the Caps game tonight. On the one hand, when they went down 0-2 I knew they were done. Then Simeon came in, and after seeing the game Monday night, I feel hope. If being a Sabres fan has given me one thing, it’s the ability to hope against all hope, and hope even when only 12.7% of the teams that went down 2-1 came back to win it. These Capitals are a plucky little bunch. If there’s any team that could come back, now that they have a solid young goaltender, it’s them. But I don’t want to get too excited.
- P.S. to the Capitals: If you could keep this to a six-game series, I’d really appreciate it. It’s just that I have a huge test the morning after what would be game seven, and I need to study and don’t need the stress, and knowing my luck it would be one of those marathon overtime sessions. ‘Kaythxbye.
Dear Washington Capitals,
Dera Simeon Varlamov,
Don’t tell anyone, but you’re dangerously close to locking up your position as Frostee’s Second Favorite Russian. Show me photographic evidence that you were, in fact, on the debate team in Russia and you’ll clinch it.
P.S. Feel free to stab Avery whenever you feel like it. I know you don’t speak English, but sweetheart, he wasn’t saying he liked your helmet.
Dear Canadiens Fans,
How’s that karma feeling?
After reviewing the game last night and your behavior over the past few days, I have decided that if Michael feels as though you ate all your vegetables and were a good boy tonight, you can watch The Backyardigans again after you watch ESPN at seven.
Dear Anaheim Ducks,
I really appreciate you winning the first two games of your series to take a 2-0 lead in the series. Not only does this mean I was right in believing in you and believing that you can win, it also means that when the Caps get knocked out by the Rangers, it won’t be the biggest first round upset. Thank you. It means a lot that you would consider my feelings in this way.
Dear San Jose Sharks,
Ha. Ha. Ha.
Dear High School Teachers Everywhere,
Yo, if you don’t want your students to go batshit crazy, I recommend you stop telling them that all these stupid projects and ridiculous workloads are “preparing us for college.” Assigning four projects and one test within a two day period in ONE CLASS is not preparing me for college, because in college I don’t sit in school seven hours a day, five days a week. Get over yourselves, it’s not like your classes are going to help us out in the “real world.”
You are one lucky son of a bitch. Thanks to my grandmother coming over yesterday and wanting to hear all about you, I am now no longer mad at you. See? Grandma’s just that good. She got me not hating you again, and it’s really bugging me.
Also, the ESPN show dedicated to you that you’ve been promising us for months doesn’t hurt. Tomorrow night, 7 p.m., folks!
P.S. What’s up with this whole “BenchGate” thing? You were really just trying to piss Torts off? Whatever. Win tonight, and all is forgiven.
Dear Scott Hartnell,
So, I was flipping over to Day In The Life last night, and, um, would you mind trying a little harder to be a tad less charming? You kind of seemed like a nice guy, and it’s making it very difficult to dislike you. Also, stop playing with your cats. It’s adorable. It must end.