Everyday, the silent majority get louder and louder, thanks in no small part to the innovative invention of Twitter. So when Verizon shakes and TVs are thrown, everyone’s reactions explode into 140 characters (or less) of awkward brilliance. While you may love your 15 followers, we here at Capitals Outsider want to make sure they aren’t the only ones to hear your in-game gems. Make it snazzy, folks. #wethepeople #caps
Caps lost, it sucks, get over it.
If you watched the game, you know how hard Washington fought against the Winnipeg Jets, despite losing 3-2. The Caps needed a perfect game in that hockey-crazed town up north, and unfortunately had a few mistakes.
There was that defensive kerfuffle on Andrew Ladd‘s game-opening goal, which was preceded by this hit on Marcus Johansson (s/t to @SteckelMeElmo):
Johansson would return for another shift, but missed the beginning of the second period. He would go on to play a total 13:39 minutes in 17 shifts.
The hit and Ladd’s goal were in turn responded to a slick Brooks Laich goal assisted by the afore-illegally-hit Johansson.
While we turned Laich into Chuck Norris in celebration, @agehring91 turned into Enrique Iglesias.
But the drama didn’t end there. Down 2-1 at the end of the period, Mike Knuble took a holding penalty, putting the Caps on their third kill of the game (at that point, their ninth in three games, compared to two for opponents).
What made the Winnipeg crowd go beserk though, was the delay of game penalty that Laich took 22 seconds later. They weren’t so happy when Jay Beagle, Matt Hendricks, and Karl Alzner effectively shut down the 5-on-3, and even less so when Laich emerged from the box with his team still one goal behind.
It was a pivotal moment in the game, which necessitated some divine intervention.
After some questionable decision-making Mathieu Perreault became the Washington savior 27 seconds into the third period as he battled to the middle from the boards to get a power play goal.
While Alzner, Hendricks, and Beagle had to dismantle a man-advantage to earn a heavenly touch, Perreault’s goal-scoring prowess had already earned him his wings.
The real star (or angel) of the game, though, was Tomas Vokoun. When the Caps needed him early, he was there. And when they were struggling to stay in the game, guess who had magic reflexes?
Despite recording another loss in his stats, the 28 shots he faced (nine from Winnipeg’s power play) were at times, beyond quality. Accordingly, Vokounmania broke out.
