While Monday's game wasn't their greatest effort, it's hard to come away feeling too bad about earning a split in Chicago. And yes it was earned. The win Saturday didn't change that this series is still against a very good Hawks team. I have a feeling that if you're complaining about this series, you're also one of these people who constantly criticizes Alain Vigneault, win or lose... or have been tweeting that you're waiting for Roberto Luongo to start earning his paycheque. The Canucks are the team right where they planned to be, and are going to give the Blackhawks a subtle reminder tonight why they were also lethal at home.
Turn the spotlights on the people,
Switch the dial and eat the worm.
Take your chances, kill the engine,
Drop your bombs and let it burn.
White flags shot to ribbons,
The truce is black and burned,
Shellshock in the kitchen,
Back in the village again,
In the village.
I'm back in the village again.
Throwing dice now, rolling loaded,
I see sixes all the way.
In a black hole, and I'm spinning
As my wings get shot away.
No breaks on the inside,
Paper cats and burning barns,
There's a fox among the chickens,
And a killer in the hounds.
Questions are a burden
And answers are a prison for oneself
Shellshock in the kitchen
Tables start to burn.
But still we walk into the valley
And others try to kill the inner flame
We're burning brighter than before
I don't have a number, I'm a name!