Then there were the 97-98 playoffs…


Those, also, were heady days. At least in the first round when we beat Colorado. We then faced off against Dallas, where they trampled us four games to one.

I supposed the saving grace to last night’s game was that we didn’t eff things up in the third period. We managed to earn ourselves one point on the night. And that’s not something to shake a high stick at. It’s still maddening, though, that we can’t seem to pull a win out of the fire.

Zubov is now an enemy of the Nation (well, he always was; but more so now). And Horcoff continues to be the darling of Oil fans everywhere. Someone ought to give that boy a “C.”

Tonight: the Blues. Game preview post to come!