Perfect description of the game. I just knew they weren't going to score. Really didn't have a legitimate chance. Whereas the last game I threw my hands up 4-5 times in the first period, I never once got excited like, "ok, we're going to score here". Maybe it was the team's lack of energy, but I knew it wasn't going to end well. Similar feeling, but it was more of an expectation that they'd lose game 3 and then win the next three.