Tonight's game has me feeling nervous, you know?
Montreal, especially around the Plateau and down on Ste-Catherine, it's got this hum today. Not quite electric, pas encore, but a real deep thrum of… expectation. People at St-Viateur Bagel this morning, everyone's talking about the Nashville Predators. *Tabarnac*, they're a good team, right? We're on a win streak, 7-3-0 in our last ten, sitting pretty in the Atlantic, but it feels like everyone's holding their breath. It’s not anxiety exactly, more like, "Okay, we’re good, but are we *that* good?" The big talk is still about Price, bless his soul, and if he's going to stand on his head against Nashville tonight. Everyone wants to believe, but the ghost of '93, she's a heavy one, you know?
Allez Les Canadiens — Go Habs Go. This is Amélie Boisvert.
My buddy, Jean-Luc, and the gang, they chew on this stuff every morning on their show — catch it live at mornings.live.