I think the following sums it up rather succinctly:
The Wild looked ridiculous tonight, and leading the way was Stephane Veilleux who somehow managed to come up with cowardly acts of frustration right up to the closing horn. Congratulations, Stephane. On a night when so many of your teammates were making boneheaded play after boneheaded play, you found a way to somehow be the cream of the crop. You were a complete tool tonight. Nicely done.