The Winnipeg Jets are like that mystery carton of milk in your fridge with the smudged expiry date. Take a sniff, maybe a small sip. Sour? Past its date and ready for the trash? Or still fresh enough to pour on your kid’s Cheerios? We’ll find out in Game 3 tonight.
The Jets have returned home trailing the Anaheim Ducks two games to none in this best-of-seven Stanley Cup playoff series. So there is a hint of desperation in the air. Who are we kidding? It’s more of a thick fog.
Or at least it should be.