Everyone has their own pet peeves. Some folks hate the sound of chewing, others can’t stand to be cut off in traffic. Me? Well, without taking the time to clue you in on the many things that rub me the wrong way, last night’s loss to the Penguins is my pet peeve.
Games like that are often a vicious cycle. The favored team comes out and takes advantage of an often glaringly obvious bias, the underdog team is intimidated into playing badly, and it all compounds into the perfect storm.
Let’s start with what went right last night.