Toronto, Canada

Eastern Conference, Hotel X

Back at it for another game! We're gonna kick ass again! We have the Bruins today and they've been so anti-Boston-like. It's refreshing really! On our down day in between, we played some pickleball and tennis and I'm not going to brag, but my partner and I kicked ass, 6-0! Well, today we're back at the games.

I'm facing off against Krejci for the opening draw. We pour on the pressure immediately, kind of like how we did with the Capitals! The Bruins end up taking a hooking penalty and sending us to the powerplay.

Bad idea, Bruins!

There's some nice zone momentum for us on the man advantage. Nothing comes from it yet as Cernak blocks a shot as the Bruins try to get some pressure for themselves. Not so fast, Vasy's on his game!

That's when we get it back with a rush from Pally and Kuch. They streak into the zone, passing it back and Kuch tips it on net. It rebounds back and -- who else but -- Pointer gets the first goal from a scramble in front of tnet.

1-0 Bolts!

We keep up with the pressure, Cernak taking a solid hit and Rutta making a shot on net to draw a whistle and stop play.

And that's when my line comes back out.

"How's the Pointer goal feeling, Baby Bears?" I chirp as we get set for the faceoff.

Apparently the Bruin doesn't hear me or ignores me. Whatever. I don't care. My linemates and I get to work once more, pinning the Boston players in the zone with solid pressure.

And the Bruins take a 'too many men' penalty, putting us back on the powerplay!

Again, bad idea, Boston!

Our powerplay can be potent! We have weapons from all sides.

It's Killer this time that sinks a shot into the back of the net for a 'PPG' (power play goal)!

2-0 Bolts!

There's a slight, momentary momentum shift. Miscommunication happens and Rutta ends up breaking up a Bruins rush from someone named Bjork.

Misha decides to show off with some of his fancy moves as we retake the zone, but the Bruins launch back toward Vasy and he stops their potential surge. And that leads to some back and forth action between the two of us.

Then Pickles drops the gloves with Krug. I'm not feeling like fighting today, so I'm letting him have the pleasure. (Besides, Pickles hates Bruins more than I do!)

Tony is crosschecked in the back by Ritchie and the two of them go at one another. One thing I'll say is don't poke Tony. He will not be afraid to come back and fuck up your life! In fact, don't mess with ANY of us really.

Pat Maroon chirps Ritchie after he catches him mouthing off to Tony as they come off. I'm at the far end of the bench, ready for the next shift, but I can still hear them going at one another. The usual Pat Maroon threat of "don't make me come over there and fuck up your life!" and then a response of, "go ahead and try it, Maroon!"

Tempers are flaring and the game is picking up in terms of physicality as Pointer is crushed against the boards. He doesn't like it at all and comes back at McAvoy. He receives a double minor and so we head to the PK.

Whatever, Bruins. Bruins gonna Bruin.

Pat Maroon actually ends up serving Pointer's extra two as the clock winds down at the end of the period.

This time, I'm here for the end of the period haha.

Donut saves a goal for us as the Bruins pound on the powerplay. And I'm on the ice for the final seconds of the period.

The buzzer sounds and we head to the locker room, glaring across the ice at the Bruins. (Namely Pickles and Maroon glaring at Marchand, McAvoy and Ritchie.)

2-0 Bolts though!

The second period starts and I'm adjusting my socks and the strings on my skates, so I'm sitting backwards on the bench. There's still a little bit of PK action left from Pointer's scrum with McAvoy. I turn around just in time to see the faceoff and watch as the rest of the penalty is killed off with ease.

Then Heddy breaks up a potential breakaway effort by the Bruins.

I take to the ice with Pickles and Goodrow. I try to dish a pass off to Goodrow, but it is stopped and smothered by the Bruins' goalie. The game continues with more pressure from us, until Pickles ends up in the goal with Kuraly and they knock over Misha in the process. Sadly, it also results in a penalty and we have to head to the PK again.

Our secret depth threat, Mitchell Stephens is able to clear the puck and then I'm out on the ice. Pasta hits me to stop me from entering the zone for a short-handed chance, but just like that the penalty to Pickles is killed off!

There's more zone pressure that follows from us.

Chara clips Killer in the face, but there is no penalty and luckily it's not too deadly of a whack.

There's more back and forth action, including Tony going down behind the net to clear the puck from the zone.

I'm back on the ice. And then there is a scrum. I'm jostling with Marchand, while Pickles and Chara (I think) are going after each other. Pretty much everyone on the ice has a dance partner. But as quickly as it flares up, it is broken up.

Kuch slips free for a dangerous shot on goal. And then Pally follows it up with one of his own to earn a whistle.

I'm facing off against one of the best in Patrice Bergeron on the next shift. I have to be quick on my feet, but I end up jumping the gun and I'm tossed from the circle. Damn, he's THAT good!

There's more back and forth play and then McAvoy sends a goal into the net. It's off of a nice faceoff win too!

2-1 Bolts!

We follow it up with more pressure and Tony, Johnny and Killer have a chance.

Ceddy crosschecks Krug, who -- I can see this, mind you -- dives to try and draw MORE of a call. But he doesn't get it. (HA!)

The clock winds down to the final seconds of the period and then the buzzer sounds as well as a whistle. Ritchie and Bjork sandwich Donut right as the end. He's preparing for the end and not expecting the hit at all.

My breath catches in my throat, but he gets back to his skates. He's stunned, but none the worse for wear. Thankfully. It does, however, draw in the others. Pointer goes in first and there is a massive scrum to close out the period. (As well there should be. Stupid, dirty, disgusting Bruins!)

As I said earlier, Bruins gonna Bruin.

The third period comes with me once again on the bench. The Bruins push and pressure as Rutta blocks a shot.

I hop over the boards for my shift and lay a hit on Chara. My line doesn't do much for once and as I'm getting back into the bench to sit down, Shatty turns the puck over and it leads to a Bruins chance.

Someone named Wagner scores to tie the game up.

Just like Washington... 2-2.

We follow the Bruins goal with pressure. It's our strange, nobody sees it coming fourth line with Maroon, Mitchell and Ceddy.

Pally breaks his stick as his line takes to the ice and then Kuch takes a tripping penalty.

Then Heddy and Ritchie crash into the net on the ensuing PK for us. But we thwart their efforts and kill off Kuch's penalty.

Ceddy and Maroon go after someone named Lauzon and tempers heat up again.

There is another scrum that comes when my line takes the ice again. I'm paired off with Coyle this time, jabbing at his face a few times as he jabs at me. Goodrow and some bitch ass Bruin named Gryzlek go after one another too.

As the refs separate us again and force us back to our benches, I cast a glance up at the Tron to see what happened. I see Goodrow come to hit Bjork, but he clips him in the head. And Bjork goes down to the ice, hurt (I HOPE...well not hope, but y'know, hope he's not acting about it and is legit feeling something).

Good going, Goodrow...might get suspended now because of that!

And so we head to the PK, which is quickly and easily killed off.

Right after the penalty is killed off, Shatty gets the puck up to Kuch and then he and Pointer rush into the Bruins' end. Pointer receives a pass from Kuch and gets it on net. It's snared, but it's a beautiful chance.

Temperature rises once again as Ceddy gets up in Krejci's face, after the Bruin forward whacks his stick at Ceddy's leg. Of course Ceddy doesn't take at and he spins around to have a word, before they go at one another. Meanwhile Ritchie and Maroon get together and jaw at one another.

There's Bolts pressure that follows as well as a Pally shot on net.

Then I'm back on the ice. I showcase my speed, cutting off the Bruins' set up in the zone and bring it out and help us to get some more chances as well as take over the Bruins' end of the ice again.

But before long, there's another tussle with Kuch and that dude Wagner.

The clock is winding down, closer and closer to the end of the period. We don't want to go to overtime and certainly don't want to have to do another shootout. We have to score and end the game IN REGULATION.

With about three minutes left, Johnny gets the puck from me and we race into the zone. He dishes it at the goal and it manages to get by the goalie and into the back of the net.

3-2 Bolts!

We did it! Go-ahead goal and I helped out!

Johnny and I chat on the bench after the goal and Kuch makes a nice pokecheck to allow us to keep the lead. The clock winds down...final seconds.

Three...

Two...

There's a delayed penalty but it won't matter.

One...

WE WIN!

3-2 Bolts over Bruins!