What a game. As close to a perfect game as I think I’m likely to see in playoff hockey.
Parise, Granny, Pomminville line was buzzing the whole game. The Blues can’t keep up with any one of them, they are 1 step too slow even in the first period they were chasing this line, not playing they. By the second the cracks sarted to show and then came the goals.
The Wild gave the Blues absolutely nothing in the D zone. No good passes, no good shots, very little clean possession, total wet blanket defense. This is exactly the way to play a one-dimensional team like the Blues. Take away the shooting lanes, keep the puck against the boards, limit chances.
Dubnyk was only seriously challenged 3 times. That’s all the limp Blues could muster.
Of course, Serial Perp and total DB Steve Ott had to get a cheap shot in with 1 minute left. What a cock. He bought himself a misconduct, but of course that’s why the POS did it with 1 minute left.
My ears are still ringing from the roar. After Poms first goal, the place just blew up and it was about a 4 minute sustained jet engine scream. Just terrific, and fantastic to hear “Ott you 5uck. Ott you 5uck…” chanted throughout the game.
Bring on Game 4. There’s going to be a very worried and desperate Blues team playing. The Wild can break them with another win, that’s my prediction.
Grouse