Pronger? We Don't Need No Stinking Pronger!

So I caught a bunch of Game Four last night in Ottawa (I wasn't in Ottawa. The game was. I just watched it on my TV.) after I got home from a Red Wings baseball game (more on that later). The Anaheim Ducks, without Chris Pronger, won the game anyway and are heading back to their home building up 3 games to 1. And oh, by the way, they have yet to lose a Stanley Cup Final home game (They were winless on the road in the SCF until last night). But even without that fun little statistic, we can still say the Ottawa Senators are in a highly precarious position. Erasing a 3-1 deficit is definitely possible, but the Ducks just might be playing too well for the Sens to even try it. Hell, Ottawa had major stretches in Game Four where they were dictating play on the ice and they still lost. But really, they lost because Anaheim was able to control traffic in front of Jean-Sebastien Giguere, which wasn't the case on the other end of the rink. Three other things from this game:

1. Anaheim's third goal was friggin' beautiful. Go find a replay of it if you missed it. What looked like a completely busted play at the blue line turned into a 2 on 1 deep in Ottawa territory and the defenseman was too concerned about Teemu Selanne, which left Dustin Penner wide open in front of a vacated net. Penner made no mistakes with that feed...

2. What in the world was Daniel Alfredsson thinking at the end of the second period? The Ducks were on their heels, the momentum was clearly Ottawa's...and he shot the puck right into Scott Neidermeyer. Good going, moron. All that did was fire up the Ducks and give them every reason in the world to come out flying in the third. AND he got lucky that he didn't get called for a penalty in the post-shot scrum 'cause he clearly punched somebody, which was seen by everybody apparently except the referees (though I can't blame 'em - they were busy trying to break up everybody else).

3. Don Cherry ruled in the second intermission. NBC executives had to be SQUIRMING with both Cherry and Brett Hull behind the same desk thingy, but it didn't matter. Don Cherry is awesome.

Before I watched Game Four, I saw last night's Rochester Red Wings game hosting the Scranton Wilkes-Barre Yankees. I saw four or five home runs, two plunkings, and four errors. And oh yeah, Red Wings won 7-2. That game was awesome. My friends and I were loud and obnoxious almost the whole time, which is always fun. And one of them gave me something to try the next time I get to sing "Take Me Out To The Ballgame" - sing one syllable behind everybody else. I can sing one syllable ahead allright, but this could be an interesting challenge...