Csak hogy ne egyedül én szídjam :fogatlan:

What can you say? They just go into Detroit like a bunch of scared
kids. Mentally defeated almost before the blades touch the ice.

They should keep a stat for how many times the Sharks touched the
puck. It was countable, I think. They just chased Detroit around the
rink, while Detroit calmly played keep away.

And, Nabby! Oy! Two nights after a sterling effort in Dallas, he
just let's any chance the Sharks might have had slip right between his
legs...literally. The good, old five-hole. And, he spectates while
Zetterberg comes down and does a nice Ice Capades pirouette and slips
it right by him. There wa sno way he could lift the puck on the
forhand spin, so why wasn't Nabby horizontal on the ice in his
newfound love, the double-pad stack, instead of sitting there lamely
in the butterfly with acres of real estate open past his sides.