Martin Jones reads, reacts, and recovers. Thursday, for the San Jose Sharks, was simple. You either sink to the bottom of the ocean, or you swim. The biting started early, and as a result of their 3-2 win, Pittsburgh wasn’t allowed to celebrate on their home ice. Instead, they have to look in the jaws of hungry Sharks, and they have to go to the ocean, where a bunch of Sharks fans will be chanting “Let’s Go Sharks!”
This series has the capability of going 7. I’ve said that from the very beginning. The Sharks refuse to go away. Pittsburgh was thinking about the party they were going to have, not the Shark attack. You never know what the Sharks have up their sleeves. They can bite you at any time, and any place. This series is headed for 7th heaven. Pittsburgh needs to focus on playing a full 60 minutes. The commissioner of the NHL is going into Shark infested waters. He will present the Cup in Pittsburgh, but not to you, Sydney, to the Sharks, and they will bring it home to Silicon Valley. Can Syd shut his mouth and play hockey, please? You’re going to get another bite on Sunday, and another on game 7. I hope you’re ready for a shark attack, because we’re going to come at you with our jaws wide open, and swallow you whole. You’re one of the most arrogant players in the NHL, along with Kris Letang. We will give it to you and the rest of your baby Penguins, too. Stay tuned for all your biting coverage as I swim with Dan Rusanowsky and Brett Hedican on 98.5
