I am still fuming. I purposefully waited until the morning to write this because last night I was seething, foaming at the mouth. But that didn’t work. I don’t remember when I was this mad at the New York Islanders. It has been a long time.
Perhaps it was because, in recent years, they have been able to get away with stinkers, either because they were securely in a playoff spot or undoubtedly not in one—stinkers didn’t matter much.
However, right now, stinkers matter. That is now three straight losses in “winnable” games against weaker opponents, and when they inevitably miss the playoffs, these are the games we’ll look back on.