May is the cruelest month

Contrary to what one sports nut wrote this morning May is the cruelest month.

Unlike last year when Jaroslav Halak won nine games, this spring Carey Price only won three. Obfuscation and misdirection about St. Louis's season, Jaro's save percentage, the price of olive oil in Sicily only serve to further demonstrate the desperate and unsportsmanlike chip on the should of Jaro-bashers and Price-worshipers (usually one and the same).

The flaky adolescents of all ages shouting on the Gazette page(s) can have it. I leave them to their own twisted devices. Literary Sybians and wankers all, they cannot do the simplest math. Jaro Halak won three times as many games as Price did, stealing virtually all of them with 40 and 50 save Hall of Fame calibre goaltending.

Price? Well he had some good 30 save performances but folded (again) with two home losses which blew the first round series. He eventually won a third game. It was his first playoff win at home in three years.

May used to be the halfway point in the Canadien's journey to the Stanley Cup. Now it's the time for delusional adolescents to tell us we're this close just because we made the playoffs and Carey is so good. I'm done with that level of teenage dope-ery.

I will not take instruction from those who are not even old enough to remember the Canadiens' last win (18 years ago).

The 32 year post-Sam Pollock rebuilding continues. Oh and Sammy? You can have Irving Grundman back.

I said May was cruel didn't I?