How peculiar it was that, as the game wore on and The Sharks carried the play more and more, The Hawks were the team doing the scoring? Hey, it's been flip-flopped the other way more than a few times, so all's fair, right?
Goaltending was a huge part of these apparently disproportionate rewards: Scott Darling was nearly flawless while the usually steady Martin Jones turned in a bit of a stinker, granting The Hawks two rather soft goals. The only puck to elude Darling, meanwhile, was threaded through a forest of eight-to-ten legs and deflected, for good measure.
Reunited and it Feels So Good: The Triple H Line were back in action and, while they were south of the border in terms of possession and gacked as many plays as they succeeded with, they were right there when they most needed to be.
After a couple of games in which didn't cause me heartburn TVR was a mess tonight. I lost count of how many footraces he lost, so let's just say "all of them". Was he always this slow, 'cos that was pathetic, tonight.
Once again, Toews - Kane - Panarin did whatever they pleased. File that away, willya.
As above, maybe The Hawks win this without Scott Darling's steady hand, as Jones was really quite bad, but why the hell should they? Tonight was a welcome return to form after a couple of patchy starts.
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