Personally, I think that might have been the best game the Stars have played all year. They just looked so, I don’t know, into it. They had a strong forecheck, the defensemen did their job and more, the depth showed, Kari was outstanding, and special teams were special for a change. It was just a really fun, rewarding night as a Stars fan.
Many Stars had an outstanding game such as Jamie Benn, Stephane Robidas, Kari Lehtonen, Loui Eriksson, and Steve Ott.
The Bennster had (another!) beautiful shortie and basically played a hell of a game. Robi had three assists and was just his bad-ass self throughout. Kari kept us in the game by making key saves at key times and not letting the Habs ever catch up. Loui was stoned by carey Price, but made up for it with a beautiful tip late in the game. Otter had the primary assists on the first two goals and was just outstanding the entire game.
There were certainly times throughout the game where I got a tad angry. The refs weren’t very consistent, which is always just lovely, isn’t it? A lot of stuff went uncalled, and the calls they did make were thin at times. But whatever, I’m not complaining. We won, didn’t we?
However, PK Subban coninuously managed to piss me off last night. Now I see why a lot of people don’t really like him. There were times when I was all, “Bitch, really?”
Then again, I think I look like Mr. Schue at some point during every game. /Kanye shrug
It’s pretty fucking awesome, though, how we lead the West now. That hasn’t happened in a really long time. Last night, Pierre LeBrun tweeted something like, “The Stars are rolling again. When do we accept that it’s for real?”
To be honest, I won’t accept that it’s real until we make the playoffs. I can’t believe that we’re even in this situation. Last season, I would have given anything to make the playoffs. Now, my goals for the Stars are bigger than that. I want them to win the Pacific. I want them to win the West. I wan them to win the Cup.
Right now, there’s a belief that we can do all that. Perhaps we’ve finally arrived after two devastating years of medicocrity. And damn, it feels good.
Next up: Thursday versus those poor, pitiful Flames