FINAL SCORE (Hi Dad!)
Jennbikegirl :: $40 :: $5/Kronwall hit ($30), $2/goal
TPL Mom :: $34 :: $17/Helm goal
Rob, Etched in Cold :: $29 :: Helm’s goals = $ amount (9th and 10th goals = 19), $2/goal
Vicky Bash :: $26/win
Sara Neuie :: $14 :: $2/goal, $2 extra/EuroTwin goal ($4)
Natalie, Scrappy Octopus :: $12 :: $2/goal, $2 extra for Homer points
Andy, Fight Night :: $11 :: $9/win, $1/Helm goal
Drew, Nightmare on Helm Street :: $10 :: $2/goal
Brad Boswell :: $10 :: $2/goal
SigSegFalt :: $10 :: $2/goal
AllisonRW96 :: $6 :: $2/Flying Circus Goal
Nurse Nitz :: $5/win
Beanie :: $5/win
Baroque :: $5/Nick point
CaptNorris5 :: $5/win
The Production Line :: $10 :: $2/goal
TPL Dad :: $27.6 :: 10% of total raised
But we’re all ignoring the most important fact of tonight’s game…
WHITNEY HOUSTON IS WORKING.
I don’t know about you, but I could absolutely handle Whitney Houston-related pre-games for the rest of the year. Especially if there’s a chance that her mother Cissy Houston, husband Bobby Brown (and his group New Edition), cousin Dionne Warwick, and godmother Aretha Fraklin make appearances, I can get through the final 18 games and any playoff games coming our way. Sadly, Thelma Houston is not related. I could go for some disco right about now…
Anyway, back to bidness…
The first Red Wings goal was stunning. Pavel committed flat out robbery as a Nashville defender attempted to round the goal, put a nasty little whoopsidaisy on Dan Ellis, and roofed a backhand. Highlight reel. Full of awesome. Not a single “Datsyukian” was uttered by Mickey Redmond. Can you believe that? Because I can’t. It was another $5, telegraphed, and there will never be a better time to use such a phrase.
Homer played like a man possessed. He was hitting everything that moved, and even tapped in a puck that landed in his office. Not only did he tap it in, he did a little Datsyukian (Mickey be-damned) stickhandling, presumably just to prove that he can, before making it 2-0 Wings. The Nick Lidstrom assist, by the way, was his 800th as a Red Wing. He is the fourth player to hit that benchmark — the three above him are Alex Delvecchio, Gordie Howe, and Steve Yzerman. Perhaps you’ve heard of one or two of those gentlemen.
Did I hear a Tootoo whistle at Joe Louis Arena? If so, I blame the entire section sitting around the perpetrator for not punchasizing his/her face. For free. Super Troopers FTW.
Darren Helm singlehandedly earned nearly $100 for Children’s Hospital tonight. First, he connected on a nifty play that was 98% Patrick Eaves. Eaves, like Drew Miller, played an extremely strong game. A few minutes later, Danger converted on a sicknasty shorty, basically independently. He was on a mini-break, his first shot was stopped, but he stuck with the play and put back the rebound.
In the game thread at Winging it in Motown, something very disturbing was learned. At Taco Bell in Canada, you can get something called a Fries Supreme: french fries, ground beef, sour cream, nacho cheese, tomatoes, green peppers, and awesome (H/T to Eight Legged Freaks for the head’s up). In a related story, The Production Line is moving our office across the border effective immediately. With the free health care, my ensuing heart problem shouldn’t be a problem. Rob, I’ll send for your stuff… just meet me there.
The Predators got a few nice goals, but weren’t able to climb all the way out of the hole (thank Jeebus). Their first came on a very nice tic-tac-toe play after Bertuzzi shanked an alleged breakaway. Next, an absolute bomb off the stick of Joel Ward cut the lead to 4-2.
Z iced it with an empty netter. Chicken dinner.