Jarmo suggested that we couldn't wait to get back on the ice to earn back some of the respect we lost last year. We did not do that tonight. In the third period our rookies played like rookies, and Boston veterans roared past us. On the plus side, I didn't strangle the little rat sitting behind me, or take a swing at his smug father. Which is a minor miracle because of the high level of anger I felt at this game.
CBJ management, if they are reasonable people, have to think that last years 0-8 start was an aberration.