Having PVR'd tonight's game, I was at the bar telling my Blackberry friends "Don't tell me the score!" which went to "Okay, I just saw Colorado players celebrating by accident on the bar's TV, what's the score?" to "Jesus Christ, 4-1!?" Pints followed... liquid pints of gold.
So yeah, what a rain of poo. I find myself in the uncomfortable position of hoping that Shawn Horcoff suffered a concussion rather than a knee injury... seriously, what are the Oielrs supposed to do without a guy like that? Call up Robbie Schremp?