Night of the sieve

 So, you think you had a bad day yesterday? You didn't have a bad day.

Jacob Markstrom, now, he had a bad day.

Markstrom, see, is the goaltender for the New Jersey Devils -- the spiritual descendant, as it were, of the great Martin Brodeur, who backstopped the Devils for years and years. Last night against the New York Islanders, however, he was more like the spiritual descendant of, say, Martin Short. 

Gave up all nine goals, Markstrom did, in a 9-0 obliteration. On just 24 attemps. The Islanders put two pucks behind him on their first two shots, and three on their first five. Enough biscuits went into Markstrom's basket to feed an impoverished nation for a month.

You go all hockey traditional and call him a sieve. But that would be an insult to sieves.

Not that his teammates were much better.

The Devils actually outshot the Isles 44-24, but still were somehow shut out. And just two nights before, they lost to Carolina when defenseman Luke Hughes put not one but two pucks in his own net. 

"I'm embarrassed of myself," Markstrom said, sounding the general theme in the postgame locker room.

I should say so.