A couple of games back Phil Krundle, esteemed founding father of PenguinPoop, opined that the Penguins seem to do a…
It’s the white elephant in the locker room. One that simply won’t go away. Who should start in goal for…
We’ve got a fight on our hands. A full-blown brawl, in fact. Looking every bit our equal, the Nashville Predators—fueled…
Unlike the king-sized catfish that landed with a splat on the otherwise pristine Bridgestone Arena ice before the opening faceoff,…
I confess. When the Penguins beat Nashville in Game Two on Wednesday night to take a 2-0 lead in the…
Go back in time with me to the night of October 30, 1974. Considered on the downside of a brilliant…
Somebody up there likes us. An awful lot. I can find no other plausible explanation for how the Penguins defeated…
It was Thursday, April 13. While working the evening shift at Wright’s Gym, I intermittently glanced up at the Chicago-Nashville…