This is not a new story, simply a modified storyline.
They first did it against the most improbable nemesis.
They did it late in the season, very late in the game.
They did it in the playoffs.
And, of course, they did it for History.
They trail, they come back and they win. Sometimes they're down by 2 with 2 minutes left. Sometimes they're down by 5. But then the blitz is on and the shocked opponent is left with a sense of what-the-hell-just-happened.
So should we even be surprised anymore? Maybe not, but it never gets boring. Even when the team is all busy coming up with the worst 2 periods of this young season. Even when Ryan O'Jeeesus is all busy falling behind his net and crashing into the boards into imaginary Islanders or giving the puck to very real ones. Even when Carey Price negotiates a floating wrist shot the way one would approach Aramaic. Even if Robert Lang has taken a liking to finding the right side of open nets and missing them.
It doesn't matter how bad it gets, the Habs keep finding ways to leave the rink with the 2 cockiest points you'll ever see. We used to think that good teams don't get themselves in this position in the first place, but it's starting to look like very good teams just find a way to win, no matter how stanky the crap at their knees is.
Of course, more often than not, you don't usually mount this type of comeback, 3 goals down on the road in the third period without some bad goaltending. And bad goaltending the Islanders got, Yann Danis made sure of that. How bad was Danis? You could just hear Halak saying "Danis, oh so bad, he never win the Vegina". That bad.
But the Habs dominated the third, thanks in large part to the Kovy, Pleks and Les Grands Seins. They were unstoppable, playing at a furious pace that gave you a sense that this would indeed be another one of those nights. It may well have been their coming out party, but only time will indicate the truth in that.
Two cocky points in the bank.