Dancin Anson Stomps on former mates.
"Look Devils, I'm better than you now. Cheese gave me the game puck and a trophy"
Anson Carter after his 3 assist performance against the Devils
About a week ago the ever unpredictable Devils GM Sylvanfan pulled off a bizzarre couple of trades. In one deal Devils top scorer and urban style guru Anson Carter was dealt to Atlanta for obscure Ales Kotalik. Today Carter reminded his mates of just how happy he was to get out of New Jersey as he paced the Thrashers with 3 assists in a 5-4 win. Coming into the game this looked like one of the biggest mismatches in the history of the CPHL as Cheese and his big spending Thrashers sitting atop the CPHL standings were still stewing over last nights upset loss in Los Angeles. The Devils, well they're just a terrible team, so it certainly looked like the Thrashers would walk away with this one quite easily. But on the ice it ended up being a close tilt in which the Thrashers had to pull a fast one to escape with victory.
Despite BLATENTLY CHEATING and using 20 skaters the Devils were able to gain an early advantage in the contest. After Victor Kozlov took a boarding minor it was the newest Devil Michael Nylander scoring the games first goal on the powerplay. The play started with Nylander winning the faceoff to Andy Delmore who slid it to Kotalik for the one timer and Nylander going to the net was able to get a rebound and fire it home 1:37 into the game. The Devils made it a 2-0 lead 2:05 later when Fernando Pisani sprung John Madden in behind a sleeping Devils defence and the dimunitive pivot fired one over Lalimes glove. But the CHEATING Thrashers cut the lead to 2-1 late in the period when Brendan Shanahan took advantage of a missed too many men on the ice and walked into the slot all alone to fire one home. After Shanahan scored Scott Niedermeyer could be seen racing to the bench. Despite seeing this Kerry Fraser just winked, and gave the old snap and point move to Cheese as he ignored the Devils protests.
Kerry Fraser acts like he only sees 5 Thrasher skaters and a goalie on the ice after the Thrashers first goal.
Obviously flustered by being up against a good team who was CHEATING and getting away with it, the Devils came unglued in the second period. Still serving a penalty for a phantom cross checking call Eric Cairns watched from the box as Jonathan Cheechoo was allowed to spear Mike Dunham in the groin, and than pull the puck out of his catching mitt with his hand and shoot it into the net. The Devils stood still watching in disbelief as Fraser signalled a goal, laughed at them and skated to centre ice. But the Devils attempted to fight on in this hopeless battle. Fernando Pisani again made a Wayne Gretzky'isque pass that sent Lasse Pirjetta of all people in all alone to slide one by Patrick "I'm not so good this year in St.Louis am I?" Lalime put the Devils up one. But the big money talent all took advantage of the generous officiating afforded them by Kerry Fraser and Scott Niedermeyer, Brendan Shanahan, and Zdeno Chara all scored to put the Thrashers up 5-3.
The Devils did crawl back within one goal 4:04 into the final frame on Ales Kotaliks 7th of the season. But after Brett Hedican kicked Fernando Pisani in the groin leaving the Devils star player breathless and writhing on the ice in pain. Although even Kerry Fraser could not ignore that, the Devils were forced to play on the defensive as the Thrashers were allowed to clutch, grab, and thug their way to the one goal win.
When asked for a reaction after the game Sylvanfan would only say "someday's it's just a hopeless fight out there.
" The Devils GM looked a bit battered and bruised despite spending the weekend in Florida at the annual CPHL GM meetings. Rumors persist that Sylvanfan was booked into some shady joint in little Havana that was run by a couple of Russian arms dealers and never did make it to any of the CPHL functions. CPHL brass denies the rumor, but our very own Bruce-Larry Brooks was there to witness it all first hand and will provide his account of what he saw in his Sunday column in the New York Post.