Just a few things that caught my eye:
- Aaron Rome for Nathan Horton? Doesn't seem like an equitable trade to me.
- The Orcas needed to prove something in the third. Instead, they just bent over and… you know.
- I went to a fight last night and funny thing – a hockey game broke out. And I didn't even have to pay for ringside seats at UFC.
- Don't hand out the Conn Smythe yet. You don't get it for standing still, scoring an own goal, being on the ice for way too many goals. And that slumber party pillow fight with Dennis Seidenberg in the third? C'mon, Ryan…
- Had to fight back the bile watching Nathan Horton – on his back and clearly in another space-time continuum – stiffly holding up that right arm and then flailing in his attempt to get up. Godspeed, Nathan.
- Hey Alain – do you know the definition of mercy pull? You do it before the other team goes up by a converted touchdown.
- At first, I thought Rome's hit on Horton was just another hockey hit, albeit a little bit late. You know, channeling his best Scott Stevens? But after a minute or two, it finally registered -- society has changed and hockey must, too. Drinking and then driving wasn't that big a deal in the 1970s but today, it's reviled. And it really wasn't that long ago that you could still smoke inside a restaurant. Change can be hard but its time has come.
- So much for Claude Julien's insistence that his players were far more mature than Maxime Lapierre and his taunting digits. Guess you can take the boy out of the jerk but you can't take the jerk out of Mark Recchi or Milan Lucic. Still, it was pretty funny.
- Once upon a time, there was a hockey series that changed on a single hit – Tie Domi's arrogant forearm/elbow to Scott Niedermayer. That hit rallied the Devils to a comeback win. I'm just saying…
- Dan Paille, where have you been all my life?
- If I was a free agent, I'd run far, far away from Peter Chiarelli and the rest of the Boston brain trust. Serious brain injuries seem to come far too frequently to the Hub of Hockey. Patrice Bergeron, Marc Savard and Nathan Horton – all career threatening.
- Monday was the 25th anniversary of that fateful trade that sent Cam Neely to Boston… oh, sorry to rub that in, Vancouver.