Squeaked One Out....

Blood pressure high, finger nails all but chewed off, hair being pulled out, when the final horn sounded after 60 minutes of last night's Hab's 4-3 win over the Sabres all I could say was PHHEEWW. The Habs came out flying in the first period, opening up a 2-0 lead. Early in the second, the Habs were up 3-0, it seemed that the Sabres were tired, the Habs seemed to have them right where they wanted them....and then the penalties began, a series of 4 on 4s, got the Sabres skating again, the Eastern Conference's best team had awoken from its slumber. The Sabres tied the game early in the third...thats is when the chewing of the nails started, and my loathing of Danny Briere intensified....Mike Ryder scored the Habs 4th goal, and the eventual game winner mid way through the period, but man oh man, it was a nerve racking last 10 minutes or so. Can't complain about the 2 points I suppose, but geezus, these Habs are the cardiac kids, they sure don't leave the fan feeling that they are going to come away with a win.....inhale, exhale...phew.