EDITOR’S NOTE: IN ORDER TO KEEP MYSELF AWAKE FOR THIS GAME, I DECIDED TO ONLY WRITE POSITIVE THINGS IN THIS EDITION OF TOP SIX MINUTES. I WANTED TO WRITE IT SO THAT ANYONE READING THIS POST WOULD NOT KNOW HOW TERRIBLE THE HABS WERE.
- I know it gets a lot of crap for being old and decrepit and run down and stuff but Joe Louis Arena is a damn good time. It’s so… home-y. It’s not going to be there for much longer, so if you get a chance soon, go to a game there. It’s kind of old time (you know, for us 80’s and 90’s kids) and just lovely.
- Detroit is also a good time, if you’re smart about it. You hear a lot of scary things, and it’s definitely not a great idea to go wandering around strange neighbourhoods by yourself, especially not at night, but there are lots of things to love, in terms of sports and food and things. I want to go back so badly.
- Carey Price is made of magic. Those saves, man. I’m excited that those saves are fresh in Babcock’s mind as we get closer to Sochi.
- Henrik Zetterberg is a wizard. His power play goal was very pretty to look at, and that defensive play against Brendan Gallagher when Gally did that leaping thing was easy on the eyes as well.
- Brendan Gallagher leaping.
- Brendan Gallagher’s goal was the most Brendan Gallagher goal ever.
- We are one game closer to somebody on the Habs doing something about things.
- Lars Eller with some flashes of brilliance.
- Therrien put Louis Leblanc, Michael Bournival, and Nathan Beaulieu on the ice together. I have decided to call them the n00b mafia. Thoughts?
- Carey Price is a god. FYI.
- Since we’re being positive, my keyboard only automatically switched to French just the one time as I was writing this, instead of the usual five or six.
- EOTP Three Stars: Scotch, vodka, and wine. Please do not drink and drive.
- Before we go, I would like to ask everyone with a Twitter account to go on Twitter immediately and give Andrew Berkshire (@andrewberkshire) shit for his new avatar and display name, because he made a bet with a Red Wings fan and has to look terrible for the next three days. If you don’t have Twitter, please get Twitter, and then go give him shit.
