Last night’s game was dominated by bad calls and non-calls alike, which mostly favored the Sharks. The first period saw a terrible delay of game penalty that sent Toby Petersen to the box and the Sharks’ number 5-ranked power play to a 5-on-3. What followed was an epic penalty kill by the Stars. It was one of the highlights of the night. It was fuckin’ amazing.
However, the refs weren’t done fucking things up for us. One instance included Devin “Star-Killer” Setoguchi drawing a call and embellishing it with an obvious dive. The penalty was real (Skrastins tripped him), but Setoguchi should have been called for diving. The call that really made me mad, though, was the non-call toward the end of the game. I can’t remember what exactly happened, but I’m pretty sure it was a blatant trip that was ignored. Then, like five seconds later, Ribs stabbed Dany “Douchebag” Heatly’s mouth and drew blood.
We all know what happened next- Utter. Shit.
This was me:
Logan Couture, a guy who I initially liked and don’t really anymore, scored on the power play in overtime. I blame Dean Morton for all of this. He was obviously there in spirit.
But, hey, at least we got a point out of it. We need every point we can get with how tight is in the Pacific. And we played pretty well despite letting in the first goal…again.
Gilbert (aka Tom Wandell) had a sick goal last night. He just kind of floated in with the puck and shot it without even looking at his target. LIKE IT WAS NO BIG DEAL. Fuck yeah. That guy can be slick when he wants to be.
Next up: those damn Blue Jackets. I’m really starting to loath them…
Have another gif…
I thought it was funny though, admittedly, not relevant.