Usually before each B's game I get a good feeling about how the game is going to go. I'd like to guess that 85% of the time I'm right. This morning, even after watching D3 with my boy, I still didn't have a gut feeling on which way the game was going to. At least not until I heard growling in the other room and walked in to find my one year old attacking his pillow penguin with a B's jersey on. Now I feel it. Pens don't stand a chance.