Other than Pavel Bure dominating for Florida in his 1999 debut after a blockbuster trade with Vancouver, I don't know if I've ever had a more tailor-made, easier game story to write than this one.
Cal Clutterbuck, who last night was spotting goals for me as I was buried in my computer writing late in the Blues game, is supposed to be out at least until December with a high ankle sprain. He returns two weeks to the day from the incident in San Jose and scores the overtime winner.
You've got to see this goal right here. Just amazing.
It doesn't get any easier than that for my job. Clutterbuck had an eventful period. He hammered Joni Pitkanen earlier behind the net (somehow the puck was at red line and Clutter didn't get called), and drew the ire of the entire Canes bench.
As John Scott and a bunch of people are skirmishing, Clutterbuck's just standing 15 feet from Carolina's bench shouting into it. I asked Clutterbuck what he was saying, and ... "I was telling them, 'That's a pretty big hit, eh, for a guy on one foot. Imagine what I can do on two feet," Clutterbuck said, grinning.
I don't know how the guy played. Honestly. Earlier this week in practice, I walked into the room and he was laying on his back across three players' stalls. I went over to him, and he was not only in pain, but his lungs were burning from the practice. He thought he'd be out at least until next week, and yet somehow, he was able to suit up tonight.
I'll take credit. I think another game dealing with me asking, "What happened? Who scored that?" would have made Clutterbuck leap from the pressbox.
I don't know if I've ever seen a game where one player was at the center of everything that was good or bad for a team the way Pitkanen was tonight. He took dumb penalties, was out of position often, yet he also created turnovers, scored a goal and helped set up a goal.