I can't quit staring

at this picture from (presumably before) the game last night. Our mild mannered Finnish hero in perfect light (which I'm assuming he always manages to instinctively find) looking warmly upon the wise, revered coach, and young Shep and Benny in the back unaware of the perfect moment happening right next to them.

Oh and the C. The C!!!! It looks so at home there on his chest, doesn't it? Jacques, give dat equipment guy a break. Time to make de C permanent, no doubt.

So, the fifth pre-season game found the boys playing as a team better with Burns and Butch back in the line-up and a 3-2 win. Harding was on fire until Skoula stuck the blade of his stick in his eye. On the one hand, every goalie knows the risk of a cateye cage, because they're not allowed in so many leagues for this very threat. I mean, really, for a goalie, what's more important than vision?

But of course, on the other hand, you hate to see a freak accident like that happen and for those blaming Skoula, Good Grief! Get over yourselves.

Meanwhile, by all accounts, Pouliot was playing the wing and basically invisible. What have I been saying? "Pouliot's a center. Stop putting him on the wing." I. Told. You. So.

And then somehow Scotty got third star. Huh? But hey, great for him. I'm sure that's a big boost for the big guy.