Well, so much for bragging about the Wild. I tried to stay awake for the game but only made it half way. Which was probably a blessing, since the Wild lost 1-3.
The West Coast games are just too late for me, since I get up most mornings by 5 am at the latest but I'm impressed by how fast the bear is knitting up. Half a game = half a bear, more or less. It's pretty mindless, so I can watch the game when it's intense, like the entire second period last night, when the Wild couldn't seem to stay out of the penalty box. The Sharks have the best power play in the league right now, so every power play was a nail-biter.
Hang in there, boys. We'll take the next one!