Answer: Yes. And ready to mingle.
Okay I thought for sure that the Soviets would be in Finland’s spot, how pissed off is Putin about that? How many players, officials, and team managers has he had silenced behind the scenes? Evidently enough for him to need to take a roster spot:
Guess that’s what happens when you get stomped by Freedom in a shootout.
Common sense says not to overreact to what we just saw. There was a lot of bounces that could have gone against the US, and a 7-1 thrashing of an inferior opponent and a shaky shootout victory should be taken with a grain of salt. That being said, fuck all that noise, we’re the team to beat and everyone just witnessed why. There was so much criticism of this team and the notable snubs were at the forefront of that. However, the GMs claimed they weren’t looking for the best players, they wanted the right players* (or that could be from Miracle, whatever). The Russians were quite possibly the best team in this tourney (most people picked them or Canada) but we kept up with them the entire game. And TJ Oshie. My God. Was this kid born without nerves or something? Every time he went out he had the most painfully slow approach I’ve ever seen. I’m pretty sure the Berlin Wall could have fallen twice by the time the puck hit the back of the net. With this performance Oshie has already achieved Ryan Miller circa 2010 status for these olympics.
But enough about Oshie, how about J-Quick going toe-to-toe with possibly the two best shooters in the game in Datsuyuk and Kovalchuk? He made some near impossible stops during this game but none better than this one on Malkin:
But you know when the game was really won? Right here:
That is the picture that will haunt the dreams of these Russians for the rest of the tournament. The net was a millimeter off because of shoddy Soviet nets and the fact that God hates Communism. That’s why all the other countries should be shaking in their boots, because America clearly has manifest destiny to win this tournament. I guess that’s what you get when you’re the best at everything.
Freedom: 3. Rest of the World: No fucking chance.
*Blake Wheeler still sucks though
There’s no football for eight months, I’ve been slowly realizing this over the past few days. This is statistically the most depressing part of the year*, as darkness befalls America and we are left trembling in front of an unsurmountable wall of 8 months without the NFL. But this is what we all need to get out of the funk. This game is something that is rarely seen in professional sports today: two teams that by all accounts absolutely DESPISE each other. There’s no mutual respect. There will be no friendly acts of sportsmanship during the game, nor handshakes after. I know it’s a cliche but Old Time hockey will be alive and well tonight. The fact that these two teams only play twice a year acts as a catalyst for the hatred. The series in 2011 is still entrenched in the mind of both cities: in Boston because of the sheer joy it brought, and in Vancouver for the disappointment and utter destruction of the city. Maybe a few years down the line when certain players leave teams these games will go back to just being another inter-conference regular season game. But for now they are about as intense as a regular season game can possibly be. So whether you’re from Boston or Vancouver or just a hockey fan in general, enjoy it. It could be decades before we get to see something like this again.
Oh and if you’re from Vancouver then fuck you.
*Statistic may not be true
Always nice to see Habs players act like shit heads, it really reminds you why you hate them to begin with. To tell you the truth I’ve kinda been lacking with my Montreal hatred lately. Thursday’s B’s game against them was the least excited I’ve been for this rivalry in as long as I can remember. It’s just not as fun when the B’s are dominating them year in and year out without much of a fight. At this point I feel like I’d rather watch the Penguins or Canucks play us. That’s why we should enjoy moments like this that really put the Habs in a category of their own.
PS: I was slightly disappointed that this didn’t develop into a real goalie-player fight. Feel like I haven’t seen one in forever. A dick stab and helmet boxing match just isn’t the same.