Game 58: Kings 4, Red Wings 3When Wayne Gretzky broke Gordie Howe's goal record in 1994, I bought a t-shirt to commemorate the event. When Luc Robitaille broke Marcel Dionne's club scoring record in 2006, I bought a t-shirt to commemorate the event.
I doubt they'll sell a t-shirt to commemorate a winning streak. But if they did, I'd be tempted to buy one. Because the game itself was one for the ages.
After a good friend (thanks, Glenn) offered me his tickets for the game, I made the wet trek to Staples to watch the Kings try to continue winning. The Red Wing Contingent was strong as always, with Yzerman jerseys, Zetterberg t-shirts and Stanley Cup hats seemingly the uniform of choice.
For the past eight games, the Kings have won in a variety of ways: two were never in question (Columbus and Toronto), four wins came in the third period (Detroit, New Jersey, New York and Anaheim), and two came way of shootouts (Buffalo and Boston).
But never had the Kings been down as many as three goals, as they found themselves Saturday. Staples was rocking, but mostly by Detroit fans, who were hooting and hollering like they just clinched a playoff berth.
Which is funny, because the Wings have been struggling all season, running the risk of missing the playoffs for the first time in 19 seasons. Injuries have been the biggest factor of Detroit's swoon, and it was hoped the two days off they had prior to Saturday's contest would allow them to lick their wounds and get healthy. Well it worked, albiet for one period.
The Red Wings got two goals from Henrik Zetterberg and another from Valtteri Filppula to give Detroit a seemingly insurmountable lead. Kings fans were grumbling during the first intermission, bemoaning the team's lackluster showing in the first. The grumbling continued as the teams played for nine minutes non-stop to start off the second period.
The grumbling stopped at 9:16 in the second, when Alexander Frolov scored to put the Kings on the board. Then the mood changed from "Aww, man..." to "Oh man!" The Kings had been in this position before, and fans knew more goals were coming.
Michal Handzus scored an unassisted goal when Jimmy Howard bumbled the puck, allowing the Slovakian Scrapper to pop it past the rookie goalie to make it 3-2. Wings fans were conspicuously quiet, as Kings fans started giving them grief.
Then Ryan Smyth accidentially intercepted a Wayne Simmonds pass to a wide-open Jarret Stoll, only to backhand it through traffic and into the back of the net to tie the game. Staples was ecstatic, as it was anyone's game heading into the third, and the Kings hadd all the momentum.
Detroit did their best to try and shift it back, but Handzus comes through once again. When Howard can't control a Frolov rebound, the wily veteran slid across the crease and scored to put the Kings up with less than three minutes to go. I decided to head downstairs and beat the crowd, since I had to jet out to West Covina for work.
But with 30 seconds left in the period, I found myself drawn back into the arena to experience something that I haven't heard since 2001: the roar. The sheer excitement of 18,000+ fans going nuts (minus the 3,000 or so Wings fans) washed over me as I cracked a smile.
I doubt you could make a t-shirt to capture that feeling. I'm just glad I was there. Now it's on to Anaheim, where I'll be invading The Ponda with a hundred of so rabid Kings fans for the Kings/Ducks game Monday.
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