9:10: I have zero desire to see the new Adam Sandler movie.
9:18: Pens bring an awesome penalty kill to open the second. Great job.
9:20: CROSSBAR?! WHAT IS GOING ON!?!?!??!!!
Replay: Fleury, you lucky bum. You lucky, lucky bum.
9:20: The PK looks great. My buddy Geoff, tending bar here at Spice, is a Flyers fan. "When did Rob Scuderi start playing on the kill?"
"All season, man."
"I wouldn't know. Flyers never had a power play."
This is immediately followed by a group of about nine frat boys entering the bar. They get in, look around, laugh, and one of them says, "What? This isn't Jack's! Oh, my bad." Then they all left.
(For non-Pittsburghers, Jack's is a bar on the South Side -- several miles away -- that's frequented by jackass fratboy types who never went to college. Also, Ben Roethlisberger.)
9:27: Great chance for Dupuis, but Osgood is holding strong.
9:36: Wrap-around. Fleury was WAY out of position and nearly kicked the puck in himself. All that probably occurred beceause the Pens were so desperate for a line change. 1-0 Detroit.
9:48: The Pens don't really look bad, but they're getting forechecked into next week. The bar is starting to fill up with the usual Satruday night crowd. Less than two minutes left.
9:50: Thirty seconds and change left and Geno gets called for a trip. The Pens will enter the third killing again. End of two, 1-0 Wings.