
Philadelphia sports fans would probably like to forget Thursday night.
The Phillies’ dream of a second World Series trip in three years died in extra innings, the Eagles dropped a baffling one to the Giants, and the Flyers—opening their 2025–26 campaign against the defending Stanley Cup champions—came up short in a 2–1 loss to Florida.
But here’s the thing: the Flyers didn’t look bad.
In fact, for long stretches of the night, they looked like a team that could hang with the best in the league. The Panthers, ruthless as ever, pressed, cycled, and fired pucks from every conceivable angle, and yet Philadelphia didn’t fold.
The scoreboard might not show it, but this was one of those losses where the structure, compete, and effort level all pointed in the right direction—the kind of loss coaches file under “progress, not panic.”
The story of the night, unquestionably, was Dan Vladar.
Acquired from Calgary to bolster the Flyers’ goaltending depth, Vladar made his regular-season debut and delivered the kind of performance that validates every bit of preseason optimism surrounding him. Against a relentless Panthers attack—one that generates sustained pressure better than anyone in the league—Vladar was calm, controlled, and poised.
He made 32 saves, several of them spectacular, with impressive puck tracking, poise under immense pressure, and a handful of reactionary blocks through layers of traffic that had no business being tracked, let alone stopped.
When Florida hemmed the Flyers in, Vladar’s presence kept them in it. He wasn’t just serviceable— he was the reason the game didn’t get away.
It’s early, of course, but if this is a sign of what he can bring, the Flyers might finally have a one-two tandem that feels secure.
The Flyers’ attack didn’t explode, but it pulsed with life.
Noah Cates netted the first Flyers goal of the 2025-26 season, but several of the forwards could've gotten tallies themselves. Travis Konecny, Owen Tippett, and Tyson Foerster looked sharp in transition, generating multiple high-danger chances and forced Bobrovsky into sharp saves. Tippett, in particular, looked closer to the power forward the Flyers hope he’ll become—assertive, quick, and dangerous in stride.

But it was the finishing touch that deserted them.
They hit the post a frustrating number of times. Several chances to tie the game rang off iron or found a home in Bobrovsky's leather.
Speaking of which, facing Bobrovsky—a goaltender who makes difficult saves look routine—is a mental and physical grind. He’s seen just about every angle, and his ability to erase quality scoring chances was the separating factor.
Still, the Flyers weren’t chasing play. They were dictating shifts. They were structured. The offensive zone time, the pressure on retrievals, the commitment to battling for second chances—all of it spoke to a team that has bought in.
What did not look bought in, however, was the pairing of Noah Juulsen and Egor Zamula.
To put it bluntly: it didn’t work.
Florida’s lines exposed the gaps in their chemistry and decision-making, particularly on retrievals and in front of the net. Too often, one pinched without backup, or both sagged too deep and gave Florida’s cycle room to operate. Against a team that thrives on extended offensive-zone possession, that’s a recipe for exhaustion and eventual breakdown.
It’s not entirely on them—the Flyers are still without Cam York, whose lower-body injury has left a glaring hole in the top four. His absence not only hurts the defensive structure, but also the puck movement that jumpstarts the Flyers’ transition game.
You can feel it on the power play, too. York’s calm orchestration from the point had started to transform the man advantage in preseason. Without him, that rhythm and confidence seem interrupted.
If Tocchet wants a real fix, he’ll need a puck-mover who can alleviate pressure and keep pace with Florida’s forecheck. Someone like Emil Andrae, who despite being sent down, offers exactly that skill set. Juulsen and Zamula have size, but not the clarity or precision to stabilize the back end against elite opponents.
For now, the Flyers will have to get creative until York’s return.
The Flyers didn’t wilt. They didn’t get buried. They fought.
They matched the Panthers in pace, didn’t let frustration take over after close calls, and stayed composed even as the night tilted toward chaos. Tocchet wanted a team that could “play tired”—mentally, physically, structurally—and through 60 minutes against one of the NHL’s most suffocating opponents, that identity was visible.
There’s no consolation column in the standings, but there’s something valuable in going toe-to-toe with the defending champions and leaving with a game that could’ve gone either way.
If anything, Thursday was an early blueprint for what this Flyers season might be: not easy, not perfect, but undeniably competitive.