Tampa Bay Lightning Defeat the Islanders in a SO: A Text Message Exchange Between Myself and My Isles’ Fan Best Friend

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It appears that if you wanted to see a guaranteed shootout in the National Hockey League, you can’t do wrong by watching the Tampa Bay Lightning and the New York Islanders square off against each other.

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The two teams just completed a three-game season series last night at the Tampa Bay Times Forum where all three games went to a shootout.  The first coming on Dec. 17 at the Coliseum where the Bolts proved victorious with a 3-2 SO win.  On Jan. 16 the result was flipped with a 2-1 SO win for the Islanders on the road.

Then last night happened.  And boy was it a doozy of a shootout.  Did you really expect anything less from these two teams?

New York may be playing for paychecks right now more so than the playoffs, but they’re still a dangerous, fast team, stacked with young talent, and as the previous two games have proven:  a team that can push the Lightning to the brink if they want to win.

This particular shootout took thirteen rounds to be decided (the longest SO in the NHL this season).  Sami Salo ultimately decided the game with a backhanded goal, top shelf past New York’s elder statesman, Evgeni Nabokov, and Ben Bishop‘s stop of rookie Johan Sundstrom directly afterwards clinched the 3-2 SO win.

Here’s the shootout in its entirety.

Before I move on, lets have a moment of reverence for that filthy spin-o-rama goal by Steven Stamkos in the SO one more time (never enough times).  Stamkos, despite his acumen on the ice as a pure goal scorer, has had a bit of trouble with the shootout over the length of his young career.  But last night he was at his filthiest and scored a much needed goal during the seventh round.

And one more thing, finally, before I move on, a fond drumming of sticks to Ryan Callahan and his two point night (2 goals, +2 rating with 5 hits and 3 steals; nabbing the first star).  You got to love the new dynamic of play he brings to the Lightning’s table, none more evident than last night; his best game in a blue jersey so far.

Marty who, you might say?

Anyways, here is where I get to the meat of this article (or at least the fun experimental side of it).  I had this idea and thought it would be an interesting concept for a column.  Something a little new and outside the box, which honestly, I try and do as often as I can, when it comes to Off the Dot.  That’s mostly why I call it that.

I’ve mentioned my Islanders’ fan best friend (his name is Jimmy) in two other articles I’ve written for this page.  Basically the first two Isles games this season included mention of him.  Now to complete my trilogy of sorts – I give you our humorous, and sometimes awkward, text messages exchanged during that rather entertaining, while still nail-bitingly close, shootout game between the Islanders and your Tampa Bay Lightning.

We begin with early pleasantries and good humor during the pregame.

Jimmy: Lets Go Isles hahaha.  Only tonight.

ME: Lets go Bolts! haha I know right?  This could be another rough one for the two of us.  The Isles got nothing to lose but still can screw up my Bolts’ playoff run.

You see?  He’s also a Bolts fan, but not when the Isles play them.  He’s from Long Island.  The Isles are his childhood team.

Jimmy:  No one is there.

ME:  We almost went to this game, too.

Jimmy:  I know.  I wanted to but it didn’t fall into place.  Palat is looking good.

ME:  Oh, hell yeah.  Palat is having a great year.  Him and Johnson.  It’s really between those two and Colorado’s Nathan MacKinnon (who’s amazing) for the Calder.  Coop’s good for a Jack Adams.  And Bish is good for a Vezina.  I think, but I’m bias of course.  Can’t complain about a season like that, not at all.

Jimmy:  Nah man. Not at all.

Game starts.

ME:  Here we go, bro.  Game time!  I’m already scared.

A missed opportunity by the Bolts to convert a goal.

ME:  That rebound was there for the goal.  Isles playing fast.

Jimmy:  Matt Martin leads the league in hits. “The Islanders count hits different than everyone else”

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that guy.

Jimmy is referring to some hockey troll on a webpage we read who was discrediting the way officials award hits at the Coliseum for some reason; ultimately, discrediting Matt Martin’s status as the league-leader in hits.  Suggesting that the Isles are getting some sort of allowance and couldn’t possibly be good at anything.  It really grinds his gears.

ME:  Just a hockey troll who doesn’t want to give the Isles any credit.  Or a Rangers fan.

Jimmy:  Despite the scrubs and rookies the Isles have thrown out there the past two weeks, they look decent.

ME:  Yes they do.  I’ve caught a few Isles games of late (Gamecenter Live app) and read some articles on them recently.  They’ve been playing good hockey over the past few weeks.  That’s why this game made me so nervous.  I knew (and have all along really) that the Isles are no pushover team.  They’re still very dangerous.

Jimmy:  It’s 75% of the Bridgeport team. hahaha  All played together.

ME:  Almost like TB with the Syracuse players.  Tampacuse.

Jimmy:  It sucks Okposo is hurt.  Nice.  I see what you did there.

ME:  I can’t take credit for it.  Someone on another Lightning site coined the phrase.  I think.  It has its own hashtag now on Twitter.

Jimmy:  It’s Twitter official.

ME:  That makes it real life.

Jimmy:  Clutterbuck has been putting up points recently.

ME:  It’s the 70’s facial hair he rocks so well.

Jimmy:  Isles are stealing everything.  Sloppy Tampa.

ME:  I saw that.  You get used to that sloppy style of defense when watching TB.  Believe it or not, the D is actually way better than last season, in my opinion.  Still got some kinks to work out though.

Jimmy:  It’s funny.  The Isles are pretty much doing an open tryout at this point for next season.  With Tavares and Okposo, along with these guys, and a few free agents, they might not be so bad next year.

ME:  Radko (who just gave away the puck at this point) is still a rookie though, and you have to realize that sometimes.  The old adage (as I’ve heard it said) is that it takes 300 games to make a quality NHL defenseman. He makes mostly good stuff happen on the ice, and he’s cleaned up a lot of his junk penalties he used to get constantly.  But sometimes he just gets robbed of the puck, and it sucks.  But that’s how it goes for young D-Men.  Got to learn the ropes.

Jimmy:  Isles look fired up tonight.

ME:  Knew they would be.  These two teams play each other well.

Tyler Johnson gets physical fighting for a puck in front of the net.

ME:  Johnson has gotten way more physical with his play as the season has progressed.

Jimmy:  Has he?

ME:  But he’s still small like Marty.

Lightning come at the Isles with a surge.

ME:  Lightning with the mad pressure.  And the mad zone time.

Jimmy:  Yeah, no crap.  They have been playing on the boards a ton.

ME:  The Isles are playing like I expected they would and the Bolts, so far, are playing like I hoped they would.  Still early though.

A bunch of redacted phrases as close calls ensued.

Jimmy:

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ME:

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Jimmy:  I thought that was in.

ME:  Lost his angle.  Otherwise that was a goal.  That was a very fast first period.

Jimmy:  Isles don’t set up plays very well.

ME:  Bolts have been good at disrupting them, so far.  Actually, now that I see the replay, Kucherov just missed that opportunity.  He had time and net to work with, just missed it.

Jimmy:  Looked like it.  Hit Nabby.  He got a piece of it, I think.

Slo-mo replay.

Jimmy:  It did hit Nabby.

ME:  Yeah, I just saw that.  Didn’t get the puck elevated enough.

Later, in the second period.  A good offensive opportunity by the Islanders.

ME:  That was a good pass.  Almost a good Isles set up right there.

Jimmy:  Yeah, I know.

ME:  So fast.  Two good teams playing each other.

Jimmy:  Neither of us are mad yet!

ME:  No we’re not!

The iciness begins to set in with our false exclamation points.  The fun and games are soon to end.  Cold reality slowly seeps through the friendly hockey banter, settling into the back of our highly competitive hockey brains:  We both want our teams to win and things are about to get rough.

Jimmy:  We both know the Isles can take it in a shootout if it comes to that.

ME:  Oh, I know.  The Bolts have seriously struggled of late past regulation, especially in the shootout.  Not as good as the first half of the season anyway.  It’s been rough.  I might have to throw up my hands if we go to a SO.

Callahan scores.

ME:  I still love you, Jimmy.

Jimmy:  What happened?  I’m indisposed at the moment.

ME:  Lightning just scored.

Jimmy:  Oh, crap.

ME:  It may not matter.  The Lightning have been losing leads lately like some people lose their car keys.

Jimmy:  Oh, well.

ME:  Callahan.  My new hero.

Jimmy:  He’s rad.

ME:  Callahan is really good.  I totally appreciate the dynamic he brings to the team.  He brings something we didn’t have before, that’s for sure.

Jimmy:  Yes, sir!!!!!

More false exclamation points.  Feigning interest and civility.  Clear escalation. 

Jimmy:  We aren’t mad.

ME:  Not yet.

Yet knowing at the same time:  we were.  We really were.

Jimmy:  STROME!!!!!

Islanders score.

Jimmy:  I hope he turns into the next John Tavares like he’s hyped to be.

ME:  Well, we’re back to where we started.

Jimmy:  Even Stevens.

ME:

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Lightning on the power play.

ME:  Isles looking good on this penalty kill.

Isles score on that fluke open net.

Jimmy:  Ohhhhh….

ME:

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Jimmy:

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.  Waved off.

ME:  I’m trying to make sense of what the

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just happened.

Jimmy:  Said offsides.  That was a freebie.

ME:  Phew.

Jimmy:  I call

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Icy silence ensued for several of the next few minutes.  Deliberate blackout on all incoming and outgoing communication by both parties.

The Islanders score again.  This one counts.  They take a 2-1 lead.

Jimmy:  Yesssss!!!!! About time.  With all of that action.

ME:  *sigh* Yup.

Jimmy:  Fell at the same time.

ME:  Saw that.

Jimmy:  Those are the situations where so many mistakes and plays…you know something bad is going to happen.

ME:  Nine times out of 10, you turn over the puck that close to your goaltender, you’re giving the other team a goal.  Soft pass by Purcell set all of that up.

Jimmy: The Isles had three good plays in a row.  Two failed.  Had to work to get that waived off goal back.

ME:  Big issue with the Lightning this season:  Collapses in team defense at the worst possible time, giving teams opportunities.  Happens way too often.

Jimmy:  Getting sloppy again.  The TB.

ME:  It’s a near constant thing.  They have it under control for awhile during most games, maybe a whole period, but I rarely see it for 60 min. games.

Jimmy:  Don’t worry.  Isles will forget how to play hockey in the third period.  Tampa just needs to put breathing players on the ice in the third and they’ll win.  haha

We have reached the patronizing stage.  I see through his games of deception.

Later, a shot breaks Tyler Johnson’s skate, forcing his blade to shoot across the ice.

ME:  Wow.

Jimmy:  Never saw that before.

ME:  Me either.

Lightning score.  Callahan again.  Tied at 2.

Jimmy:  Saw that coming.  Once Cally saved it.

ME:  Love it.  And Marty hasn’t even scored a goal for the Rangers yet.

Our silent tempers, our unspoken discontent, our barely contained fury slowly begins to simmer down as the game moves to overtime.

Jimmy:  Really good game.

ME:  Yes it is.  Makes me a wreck but ultimately these two teams play really good hockey against each other.

Jimmy:  Yeah, very competitive.

ME:  I knew it’d be this way.  I knew the Isles would bring it.

After OT, the game moved to the shootout, and here is how it mostly played out for the two of us in short exchanges.

Jimmy:  Wow.

ME:  Filthy move.

Jimmy:  Wow.  5 hole.

ME:  Crap.

Jimmy:  Crap.

ME:  Oh, man.

Jimmy:  This rules.

ME:  Yesssss!

Jimmy:  They love Callahan.

ME:  Yes, they do.

Jimmy:  Haha.

ME:  Crap.

Jimmy:  Ugh, not Bailey.

ME:  Yay!

Jimmy: Clutterbuck.  My man!

Seconds later.

Jimmy:  He’s not now.

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ME:  Haha

Jimmy:  This is fantastic.  Martin’s going to win it.

Seconds later.

Jimmy:

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ME:  Hahhahahaha.  Zing.

Jimmy:  Hahahhaha.

ME:  Save!!!!!  Bishop didn’t even know where it was.

Stammer scores next with his spin-o-rama.  One more tap of the stick.  Here’s the goal.

Jimmy:  Nice move.  So nice.

ME:  Oh, man.  That’s Marty’s old move.  I think he stayed moving, too.

Shootout continues.

Jimmy:  This is unreal.

ME:

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Jimmy:  Clutterbuck got kicked.  Ruthless.  Lee is going to put it to bed.

Lee didn’t.

Jimmy:

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ME:  I hate shootouts.

Jimmy:  This is crazy.

Salo scores.  Bishop holds the line.  Lightning finally win in the 13th round.

ME:  THANK GOD!  I’m so glad its over.

Jimmy:  Good game, sir.

ME:  It really was.

Though I knew in his heart of hearts that nothing but blind rage seethed through his every pore. 

Several hours later, as the heat from the Islanders’ loss was at its coolest, I texted Jimmy one final time for his permission to use our exchanges as fodder for a hopefully entertaining post on Bolts by the Bay. 

Jimmy:  Haha.  Go for it.

But inside, I knew, his “haha” was of the bitterest variety known to man.  The “haha” of the Islanders fan.

Thank you, kind readers of this page, for indulging in this little column experiment of mine.  I hope you found it as entertaining and fun to read as last night’s especially long shootout was fun to watch.  And thanks go to my good friend Jimmy for his good humor and sportsmanship, and for letting me use our correspondence (heavily edited) during the game for my column.

There is always next year, Jimmy.  Especially if we want to watch more shootouts.

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