Trouble Bruin: Free Falling Habs versus Boston Game Preview and Open Thread

Oh hell, it's the Bruins. Usually I'd be all sorts of wound up angry for a tilt with those black and gold wearing fuckers from lower Vermont, but based on the current rudderless Chocula version of the Habs (remember the day before the Red Wings game? Glory Days!!!) I'm assuming we're looking at playing Wicked Witch of the West to the Bruins big pail of water ce soir. Witch way does this one go?

Make yourself a Sandwitch: Game time at the Bell Centre cauldron is 7:00 pm. Do mine eyes deceiveth me, or is that another CBC broadcast, along with RDS and the blatant homerism of NESN.

It's Witchcraft: Habs on longest losing streak of the year at three games, with last night's mess versus Philly fresh in their minds. Bruins on their longest losing streak of the year too after dropping one to Buffalo last night.

Spellbinding: On the Habs, the offensive wizardry isn't exactly overwhelming. "Much maligned" Scott Gomez showed that he does indeed make a difference to this team. Max Pac played with an entirely different mindset than 2009 Max Pac and looked good. Pleks and Cammy have look cursed lately (with a bad case of the stone handed Moen?) but both had points last night. Benny Pouliot looks more and more like a keeper all the time, huh? Bruins win with the fat wizardly toad Tim Thomas's goaltending and the giant troll Chara's defending, but rampaging orc Milan Lucic is having a great season so far, on pace for 40 plus goals. It helps that David Krejci is also off to a superb start, on pace for more points than any Hab.

Toil and trouble: Bruins goalie Tuukka Rask is having a rough season, with only two wins in ten games. What of Blake Wheeler, who is pointless in 5 and limping along with 10 points in 29 games? On the Montreal side, the struggles of PK are well documented, and Big Tits is morphing into Kovy-lite with this funk.

Black cat thrown in front of the bus: Markov cursed. Boston's Trent Whitfield struck down with Achilles spell. Mark Stuart broke his right spell casting finger, and rookie Tyler "Kessel Trade" Seguin is questionable with flu-like symptoms.

A dash of newt, a hand of stone: Look, I don't want to pick on Travis Moen, because he's great at what he does. But what he does isn't "play on a scoring line". It's "play on a third or fourth line" where he can dig and hit and kill penalties with the best of them. But Chocula's insistence on handicapping Pleks and Cammy with Moen lately is killing me. Did he finally see the light and add Big Tits or Chicken to that line last night? Here's hoping. The latest line potion making looks like a Carbo special. I hated the Carbo line shuffle.

The Great Big Book of Evil: Our old friend Cornelius could have written the book on being a Bruins fan, but he's okay. He's like the Draco to our Potter; tries to be all evil and stuff, but in the end there is a grudging acknowledgment that we're good with each other.

The Witching Hour: Nothing good happens after midnight, folks. Get the hell inside and avoid confrontation with evil black and gold wearing beings. If you have to be out, hope that you run into a witch like this: