I'm pissed. Besides that 79 second flurry, the Wings could've won this shit with skate guards on. And on top of it all I busted out to get chicken wings from Pete's Ale House early in the first and come back two minutes later to see Jimmy Howard forgot the point of being a goalie.
But just like they always do the Wings battled back when their back was against the wall and absolutely had this thing won if the referees would've stayed the fuck outta their business. That tripping call on Franzen was probably the most brutal call I've seen blown in years. Like how the hell do you miss a guy falling because of incidental contact and his stick smacks Franzen right in the face drawing blood instantly. Boom 4 minute powerplay bitches. Done and done, right? No, somehow they call Franzen for tripping and give the Sharks guy nothing. What fuckin planet is this? Then 4 seconds later they call Flipula for high sticking, which was a penalty, to put us in a 5-3 situation which resulted in the winning goal. Total horseshit.
Swallow your whistles and let the Wings beat every team 5 on 5 cause I'm tired of this 4 on 3 or 5 on 3 bullshit.
Game 2 is Sunday night because of an Eagles concert at the Shark Tank. I hate the fuckin Eagles, man.
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