This game was ear-marked as being a Very Important Game, which the Bruins managed to show up for. They scored four unanswered goals against the Blackhawks at the United Center! Of course, when you skate around aimlessly for just about two-thirds of the game, spotting the home team SIX GOALS, in the process, things just aren’t going to work out.
It was the best of games, it was the worst of games. It was a game of defense, it was a game of offense. It was a contest of hope. It was a contest of despair. We had a win before us. We had a loss before us. It was an excellent game, it was a terrible game.
OK, enough from you, Dickens!
There were a few milestones: Ken Hitchcock coached his 1400th game. Claude Julien coached his 700th for the Bruins. Patrice Bergeron notched his 30th goal, for the third 30-goal season of his career. The Bruins scored their first powerplay goal against the Blues since 2009. There was a lot going on.
But, don’t let the milestones fool you: It was ugly.
Simply put, the Boston Bruins are picking a terrible time to suck. This is the point in the season when teams start to get hot, enter the playoffs on a winning streak, use that winning momentum to crush the life out of lesser teams that finally play like lesser teams. Instead, the Bruins play the part of Goliath and let David (not our Davids) slingshot a rock in their eye.