Sharks (b)eat the Red Wings

At least the Shark's won. Of course, with 16 power-play opportunities, they better have won. I missed seeing the first two goals, thanks to a delayed flight from So Cal. My 4:45 flight out of Ontario didn't leave until 5:30 p.m. By the time I got my luggage and the shuttle to the rental car place, it was already 7:15 p.m. Add in the clueless customers at the rental car desk, and let's just say, I missed the first 10 minutes of the 1st period. At least one of the reps could relate though (and provide directions so I could find the Shark Tank) as she was supposed to be at the game too, but was forced to work a double shift. I'm not used to getting to the Shark Tank from the airport, so I tend to lose my bearings. Luckily, I could hear the game on the radio so I heard about the first score. I was standing on the steps waiting for a break in play when the second goal scored.

The game looked much like the one in Detroit the night before. Sleek, I don't know if the officiating was any better (or worse), but I'm thinking there had to be something to Detroit's inability to skate through the neutral zone without taking a penalty. I was going to see if the officiating crew followed me up here to San Jose, but just didn't get around to it. We'll see what happens next week in Detroit.

I had a great time at the game, as did my 3-year old cousin. He watched the game, but was really a bit more intersted in the whereabouts of SJ Sharkie. Since he also ice skates, I'm hoping he'll remember his hockey-fan cousin if he ever decides to play hockey. (Hey, let me dream, ok?).

Next up, the Wild. I must say, I appreciate the fact that Anaheim has had the opportunity to beat up both these opponents before they make it up here to the Tank. Oh well, until later.