It was a hard game to watch and I had to stream it. Sometime in the 2nd period I started reading my book (a history of the Roman empire) and drinking some IPA's. I looked up when something seemed to be happening. Marchand and his slew foot. Kreider throwing Soderberg into the boards. There wasn't much keeping my interest. The point is there's no point in getting too ****ing bent out of shape over a loss or two--no matter how awful the team looks. It's a long haul and there's really not much you can do but watch and hope anyway.
I know some people think Kreider's a little lacking in hockey sense. After Marchand slew foot Brassard--I really didn't mind seeing Soderberg careening awkwardly into the boards.