With seconds left in the game and an empty net, Modin completely blocked out Glencross directly behind him and gave up puck position behind the Atlanta net. It took less than 2 seconds for Glencross to turn around and slide the puck into the empty net, securing the Flames victory for the first time in Blueland.
Tonight we had shots on goal. Tonight we began to slowly climb up the abyss we have been sliding deeper and deeper into. We walked away with two goals instead of one. We faught, we didn’t give up. We tried. Whereas, in recent games you couldn’t even tell half of these guys knew how to hold a hockey stick, tonight they even managed to get some shots off. While, most times, the shots seemed very shaky and uncertain, the attempts were there.
Freddy Meyer, halfway through the second period, collapsed on the ice. He was able to skate off the ice on his own, but he remained out the rest of the game with an upper body injury. Brent Sopel banged up his ankle in the third and gingerly skated off the ice. Our already suffering defense is getting even more banged up out there. I would hope, at this point, that someone would get brought up. Between Hainsey and Byfuglien, they can’t do it all.
Now we head to Carolina where, thankfully, they remain 1 point behind us. The Sabres play tomorrow and they have joined the race for the 8th place. With all of the rain, I am finding it even easier to keep slipping down myself…