In a season like this, you find yourself looking for little things to root for. This game is an opportunity for the Wings to guarantee themselves a winning record against Boston in one of our franchise’s worst-ever seasons.
Not a lot to hang your hat on, but you know what? Screw your hat-hanging elitism. I’ll hang my hat on whatever the hell I want. Don’t touch my hat.
[I’m not changing this intro regardless of what happens]
Frans Nielsen puts the first shot on goal, but Boston has the first flurry of chances when they get their top line out against ours.