Golden Knights Coach Blasts Team’s “Beer League” Performance

Oh boy, let’s dive into the chaotic hockey shenanigans of the Vegas Golden Knights, shall we? Their head honcho, the guy they call coach—Bruce Cassidy—he was none too thrilled with his squad’s antics against the New Jersey Devils this fine Monday. Cassidy spilt the tea, essentially trashing his own team’s game like a snarky teen dissing a bad TikTok dance. He raged, “We basically played a beer league game out there,” as per his epic rant on the Golden Knights’ Twitter. His subtext? “Get it together, folks, it’s not a preseason snore fest!”

Now, picture this—Vegas crawling back from a snooze-worthy 3-1 lag like caffeine-deprived zombies, only to then hilariously let a 5-3 lead slip through their fingers. This comedy of errors ended in a 6-5 overtime faceplant. If you were Vegas betting, your money just walked away doing a little victory dance.

Cassidy didn’t mince words: “We didn’t defend to our structure or principles at all,” he roasted. “The plays we made, right up to the last gasp, were careless, a slap in the face to the sport. At the close of the day, we lose. And boy, did we earn it with that slapdash performance.”

Usually, these Golden Knights dole out a fairly stingy show, allowing a measly 2.85 expected goals against per thrilling 60 minutes on the rink, the sixth-slickest mark in the NHL, according to the geek squad over at Natural Stat Trick. However, paint this picture: the Devils danced their way to 3.66 expected goals in this tragicomic performance.

And get this—the defending Stanley Cup champs, those very same Golden Knights, brag about holding the seventh in the big leagues for goals allowed per game (we’re talking a low 2.72) and have been putting on a defensive masterclass, keeping their rivals at three goals or less in an impressive seven straight games—until, you know, Monday happened.

Cassidy didn’t shy away from wagging his finger at his blue-liners, either. “At the end of the day, we have a veteran D core, and they were having a night to forget as a group,” he grumbled. The message was clear: the Devils will send you to the school of hard knocks if your defense takes a nap.

The Devils, oh they’ve got a flashy offense, clocking in at eighth in the NHL with an eye-popping 3.47 goals per tilt, but Cassidy was adamant: this level of buffoonery just doesn’t fly on his watch.

“Tonight was a train wreck that shouldn’t ever chug into Acceptable Station,” he said.

As Vegas licks its wounds, they’ve got a fresh chance to prove they’re not just a glorified circus act against the Patrick Roy-helmed New York Islanders come Tuesday. Bet they’re crossing their fingers for less clownery and more hockey.

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