Last week during a game at the Bell Centre it was 1-0 and Montreal's defence had totally collapsed in their end. The guy behind us hollered: "I can feel it. Yes, here it comes. 2-0." At some point in the not-too-distant past that sort of outburst would have ended with the offender being dragged through the streets, tarred and feathered. There was barely a whimper. Is this what it looks like at the end of a dynasty?