Capitals Hangover: Caps Strike Oil

Ovechkin yells out a oil pun after scoring on Edmonton (AP Photo/Alex Brandon)

Ovechkin yells out an oil pun after scoring on Edmonton (AP Photo/Alex Brandon)

Boom, baby. That’s what offense feels like. Albeit somewhat delayed, the Caps found traction, riding an explosive second frame to a 4-2 victory over the visiting Edmonton Oilers Monday night. The game saw returns to form four-fold, with Brooks Laich, Joel Ward, and Troy Brouwer each tickling their first twine of the season, and Nicklas Backstrom quietly owning the ice, contributing three assists. In the battle of Washington-based special teams fronts, the Caps reigned, converting on two of three power plays and stifling all three of Edmonton’s man advantages. Ovi threw his weight around, the sin bin saw several notable mustaches, and Boyd Gordon did something somewhere, blah blah blah, bullet points!

  • Steven Oleksy has the laser-guided vision of the Norther Goshawk. After recovering a fortuitously-botched clearing attempt, he threaded a sublime feed to set up Brooks Laich’s first tally of the season.
  • Speaking of Captain Canada, that soul-piercing twinkle may have at long last returned to those steely blues. Stay a while, Brooksy.
  • John Carlson must have heard me re:taking the body. His three blocked shots led the Caps in that particular statistical frontier. Moreover, he didn’t score on own-goal or contribute to any glaring defensive breakdown. Sweet, sweet progress. On the other hand…
  • It’s unkind to refer to a human being as a liability, so I’ve declined to comment on Mike Green’s performance.
  • Alex Ovechkin is on a goal-per-game pace. No further comment.
  • Except that it’s refreshing to see the captain contributing on multiple fronts. 4 shots, 5 hits, 2 PIM, 1 A, and 1 non-wheelhouse-G. We’ll just call that a strong OVI/60.
  • Look at Nicky go! Or don’t look, and just read about it here. The Swedish Setup Man’s 22nd three-assist game was enough to earn him first-star honors, and probably a steak dinner on Locker. Last night marked his as well as Ovi’s third multi-point game of the young season.
  • Is penalty box party now! Ovi interferes with Brown, Brown roughs Alzner, Alzner roughs Brown, Green roughs Gazdic, Gazdic roughs Green, God kills dinosaurs. There have been numerous accounts of individuals expecting disciplinary action following Ovechkin’s check on Brown, whose butt-hurtedness led to the ensuing melee. I doubt that further sanctions/Shanabans will take place, but we’ll see.
  • Three goals, three shots, and four minutes is all it took for this one to start feeling like 2009. Secondary scoring and some beautiful passing got us all giddy again. Grabo stays hot, feeding Joel Ward for a slick backdoor beauty. If only bathroom doors were as easy to figure out.
  • Holt it here. Mr. Undisputed Starter put forth a solid effort, proving that nobody, but nobody, not even Taylor Hall, takes away his crease. Holtby slam!
  • Big thanks to our dudebros at RMNB for pointing out that Troy Brouwer’s first goal of the season, a Brouwer Play marker from the low slot, came on his daughter’s first birthday.
  • It’s tough to foreshadow Wednesday night’s meeting with the Tort-less New York Rangers without incorporating tired buzzwords like “new-look” and “rivalry”, so I’ll just call them the “Vigneaultveau”. With Arron Asham on waivers, it’s time for Jay to come out of the doghouse.
‘Til next time, Hillions.