After Clowe scores 1:22 seconds into the first period, it became a battle to our tun the clock. Usually 1-0 games are boring but this game was a fight all the way through. There was some real concern with the goaltending battle being an unsteady Nemo versus an equally unsteady Bryzgalov, but one figured it would be way more of a blow out. Nemo decided to surprise us all and play they way we all have HOPED he could play, and was nuts in his crease, blocking everything and anything that came his way. Damn, he put on a show. A clinic even. It was nuts. Sadly, Brzyglov seemed ot be paying attention to Nemo as well, and after letting that one early goal in, he didn't let in a gatdamn thing for the rest of the night. The Flyers just kept pushing. By the end there, I was pretty sure I was going to collapse, it was so stressful. It just kept looking like the Flyers were going to score. Thank the hockey gods, they didn't.
Bring your diapers and paper bags with you tomorrow night. The Buffalo Sabres are in town, and you might need them.