… the one eyed man is king. That’s what I felt like I was watching yesterday in the clash of the two worst-playing teams, the Sharks and the Flyers. The Flyers triumphed in the who-can-turn-over-the-puck-more-egregiously contest, and I tip my hat to them. The #1 line was looking good again for the Sharks, but all other lines are in constant flux, working together one night, invisible the next. The announcers are saying it, grier is saying it, there is no real second line for the Sharks. There’s a second-line player, Patrick Marleau, and a cast of thousands.

When the Flyers first goal went in with 5.8 seconds left in the period, I thought to myself, “This is it. Sharks are done.” If that goal came in the middle of the period, that might have been true. But RW and Co. must have said something decent, because the Sharks kept coming in the third and ended up winning by two. Also, thanks to boneheaded penalties after the period was over, the Sharks got to start on the power play. Which is fairly meaningless, becuase they are 1-for-8 billion, or whatever their latest PP drought is.

A word on the standings- the Sharks are currently 6th, only two points ahead of the 7th and 8th seeds. Luckily both of them face Detroit in their next matchup, with Calgary getting Minnesota after that. Of course, we are facing the Pens, a game the Sharks pretty much need to win. I figure win at CLB, loss at Detroit, win at STL, then losses at home to OTT and MON. Playing .500 hockey for the next month might not keep the Sharks in the playoffs, but that’s all I’m expecting.