Well, it wasn't all (real) bad.

I was expecting the worst for the Thrash... er, Jets in their first road appearance of the new NHL season. 

What I wasn't expecting was a two goal outburst by Jim Slater in the first period. I was starting to believe the fourth line was gonna be our saving grace.

The rest of the period, following a Joel Quenneville timeout (where it appeared that he used language bluer than Papa Smurf's ass), was all Blackhawks. By the end of the period, the Hawks had tied the game, and the Jets D looked like a Benny Hill sketch.

I barely had time to check Twitter, Facebook, and email, when I'd realized that the second frame had begun - and Hossa has scored. Faaaaaaa (rest of word redacted)!

Evander Kane looked to have tied the game if not for the ref's "intent to blow the whistle". Shortly thereafter Dave Bolland put the Hawks up 4-2 after what looked like a sweet save by Ondrej Pavelec (I know, I was surprised too). It's Pavelec's intent to become "an up and coming goaltender" one day.

Kyle Wellwood brought the Jets within one (after his breakaway attempt out of the penalty box was ceased as he fell across the Hawks blue line - or possibly that same hot dog that got chucked at Tiger Woods) towards the end of the second. The goal was sweet redemption for all of Daniel Carcillo's nonsense (the refs needed a medium to see a ghost elbow thrown by Brent Maclean).

This is what happened in the third: nothing. JK.

There was a little of this, a little of that and a lot of the Jets turning over the puck on a regular basis. Pretty even period (c'mon Nik, do something).

Some last second shenanigans regarding the clock (is the game over? yes? no? I hear Benny Hill again), but there wasn't enough time in any period tonight for the Jets to equalize or grift a comeback victory

Oh well. On to Phoenix Saturday night.