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Colby Armstrong, formerly of the Toronto Maple Leafs.
Granted, the likes of Colby Armstrong and Brandon Prust are not exactly bound to be the reason you shell out hundreds of dollars for a family outing (unless you're not a Habs fans and it’s a trip out of town to watch the Habs lose as the visiting team in another arena).
Still, new faces in the lineup do spark somewhat of a renewed interest in a team even in the most jaded enthusiasts. Think, for example, of how a new love interest in your life makes you feel that very first time you make eye contact, all bubbly inside and whatnot. Sure, a lot of that may be the beer not sitting all that well, but still…
In Armstrong fans get a player who once rode shotgun with Sidney Crosby and put up 40 points in 47 games.
Additionally, he ended up being the centerpiece of the Marian Hossa trade going the other way to the Atlanta Thrashers. Unfortunately, the Thrashers failed to take into account one crucial factor that resulted in him, well, sucking from there on out: Crosby would not be coming with him.
Jets fans can find little solace in how the team would have lost Hossa anyway as an unrestricted free agent as they threw in, just for the hell of it, Pascal Dupuis. That’s the same Dupuis who put up 59 points last season largely without the anointed one, on which to fall back. That’s more than Armstrong scored in the last three seasons (combined).
Meanwhile, Prust promises to add some solid scoring punch to the fourth line for just slightly more than six times the salary of the president of the United States.
In his defense, every NHL player does make more than $400,000, and there’s little denying Montreal needed to overpay in order to get bigger up front. I mean, all 187 of Prust’s pounds will do wonders patrolling the ice trying to protect the likes of Max Pacioretty…who weighs nine more pounds…and is two inches taller.
Joking aside, until Armstrong and Prust have been given a chance to prove they’re busts, they’re perhaps entitled to a little slack, the way you would wait until your hangover subsides before assessing the damage done following your latest drunken one-night stand.