Remember when you were a kid, and your mother would always warn you about the insidious evil known as peer pressure? ‘Peer pressure’ is a term usually reserved for schoolchildren, the idea being that because school is such a restricted social environment, the rewards for conformity so sweet and the punishments for deviation so harsh, that kids will give up their sense of morality and even their sense of self and follow the mass opinion, whether or not it’s right.
Well, peer pressure doesn’t disappear as we get older, it just gets subtler and a different set of names. It becomes the ‘conventional wisdom’ or ‘common sense’- those things that we just assume to be good or true simply because everybody knows so. Such things are pervasive in hockey. The tenets of what defines good play and proper form are apparently set, everybody just knows the good way and the bad way to play. This is why all hockey fans believe they can solve their team’s problems better than the team itself- because we know what the True Hockey is.
The poor Canadiens, in spite of their success, still have to deal with a lot of peer pressure. Fortunately, the atmosphere in
- Tonight’s TSN commentators have a laundry list of problems with the Canadiens. They take too many penalties. They don’t take enough shots. They spend too much time in their own zone. They rely too heavily on goaltending. Well, look at what happens: in the first and the third they take more penalties and fewer shots than the Caps, and they score. 2nd period, they do everything ‘right’- more shots, no real penalties, lots of time on offense, and get nothing for it. That’s what happens when you give in to peer pressure: you start to suck. Can’t play someone else’s game, only your own.
- On the theme of points from unexpected places, first goals of the season for both Dandenault and
. On the Habs website you can see video of Dandenault saying that what he really wants for Christmas is a goal. Merry Christmas, Mathieu, hope it fits. I don’t suppose for New Years you could use your direct line to the Powers That Be and ask for Downey to tank? Or would that be contrary to the spirit of the season? I’m not a big fan of Buffalo Downey, because I’m not a big fan of enforcer-types, but hey, every bit helps, and it was worth it solely to see the RDS guys break into fits of giggles- ???? Now all we need are goals for Niinimaa and Murray- if they ever get to play again- and we’ll have a complete set. Downey
- Souray will likely be leaving sooner or later, since almost certainly
won’t be able to afford to keep his new, extremely shiny incarnation. That will be very sad, but eventually I’ll come to accept it, and maybe even to wish him well on whatever new team can afford his allegiance. But if Markov goes, I will mourn. I will weep and tear my hair and threaten to defect to Montreal . The Habs have a lot of talented defensemen, and I certainly appreciate the hell out of Komisarek and Bouillon, but really, Markov is my hockey-game security blanket- whenever he’s out there I just feel like everything is going to be okay in the end. Also, is it wrong that now I’m vaguely disappointed when Koivu gets only one goal in a game? Lately I kind of want him to bolt his skates to that spot just a bit forward and to the left of the opposing crease and just stand there jostling people and tipping in slapshots all game long. Sure, it’d be a pity not to see him skate, but that one point on the ice works inexplicably well for him. Cristobal Huet: like coming home from work a little late after a long day at work and finding a pool of blood on the tiles of the foyer, but you live alone… Minnesota
- Ovechkin? Ummm… which one was he again? Was he playing with Semin? Ohhhhh….. the other #8, okay, yeah, I remember him. Fast kid, needs to shoot more. But that Laich dude, he’s something to watch out for, yeah?
- Shortly after Dandenault’s goal (yes, the first of the four), the announcers say that it’s odd that the Habs should score in a period when they haven’t been getting ‘good chances’. You know what, TSN men? Other teams need good chances, neat geometric scoring opportunities of crystalline structure, and congratulations to them when they get them. The Canadiens, this particular year, don’t do that thing. They make their goals out of bits of tinfoil and dried macaroni and one of those purple glue sticks. Sure, sometimes one does look a bit enviously at all those gilt-edged goals all studded with sapphires like Anaheim gives it’s fans, but really, we in Montreal are happier just to have 49 construction-paper points to tape to our collective refrigerator.
I’ve only been away from the Canadiens for a week, and a week not entirely without hockey at that, but I missed them so much and was so happy to watch this game that this could have been a loss of Sens-like proportions and I still would have written a glowing, gushing review just because I’m so glad to see some speed, a decent PK, and checking with half a brain. I am delirious with contentment that the core principles of ahbabi haven’t changed in my absence.
[Apologies to Scarlett Ice for the dig at the Sens, I like them, I really do. I appreciate that they really commit to winning or losing, whichever they do. Speaking of which, where are they? I mean,