Blame it on me if you like. I should’ve known that writing a complimentary article about our team would invoke the dreaded PenguinPoop curse. How else do you explain our thoroughly dismal 5-1 loss to the Rangers, a defeat that was even more humbling and humiliating than the final score would indicate?
If our 5-1 throttling of Tampa Bay on March 3 represented the pinnacle of our season, then last night’s flip-side loss was our nadir. While the newly reinforced Rangers attacked in wave after crashing wave the Pens dissolved, resulting in a virtual metronome of odd-man breaks against.