I was pissed last night when the Devils came back to win the game–and the division–but then my good sense prevailed, because that meant the Flyers will play Buffalo instead of New Jersey, and New Jersey has been spanking everyone lately. I’m fine with throwing the Rangers in as sacrificial lambs against the Devils; I despise both franchises, so I win either way. That also means there’s more time for New Jersey to cool off before one of the other teams has to play them.
Nevertheless, I still fear for the Flyers’ immediate future. Buffalo will be a load, no doubt about that. It all depends on Forsberg: he’s amazing, when he decides to show up. If he doesn’t make it on the ice, the Sabres probably take it in five or six.
Ottawa showed some huevos last night, going out and taking the top spot in the conference away from Carolina. I still have doubts, but I think they’ll handle Tampa Bay.
I’m not worried about Carolina stinking it up last night against Buffalo. It didn’t look good, but I still think they’re plenty good. And Montreal laid down like dogs against New Jersey; how the hell do you let a team score four goals in the third period? Carolina, probably in five.
I think Detroit will handle Edmonton. The Oilers still have that “little team that could” feel to them–that’s not enough against the Red Wings.
I don’t know about Dallas. They’re record is better than the team, in my opinion. They won a ton of games in shootouts this year–a benefit they won’t get in the playoffs. If there’s a first round upset lurking out there, I think this might be the series. What the hell: Colorado in six.
Calgary is good, and they still have Darryl Sutter, who knows how to get a team deep in the playoffs. The Ducks have been hot, but not that hot. Calgary in five.
Nashville and San Jose played a number of really good games this year, all tight one goal games. This should be a hell of a series. I think Vokoun’s injury should be the decider–the Sharks will get one game out of that that they shouldn’t win. San Jose, probably in seven.
After all that, who the hell knows?