Abel to Yzerman
Didn’t I say I wouldn’t whine about the schedule anymore. Didn’t I Gary? If you’re looking to pass the time before they drop the puck on the other side of the world (but in the same conference…ass), I’d recommend Lowetide. A good look at the Wings, with a nice tribute to a few legends.
He (Frank Mahovlich) used to barrel down the left wing and release bombs from inside the blueline in a time when goalies could get beaten by the best shooters on that kind of play.
When I was a kid, the Red Wings had really old guys. Alex Delvecchio looked like the guys who lived in the old folks home I delivered papers to when he was still playing in the NHL, Gordie Howe was an icon who seemed to be as old as hockey itself.
I’ve spoken my mind regarding the fruitcake idea of Peter Forsberg switching sides from evil to pure. Now I leave it in your hands. I’ve created yet another poll, and I think you’ll enjoy it.
By the way, nearly 150 of you voted to determine the stance we should take this season regarding the treatment of the 11 Dive fans in Denver. Result: a resounding 84 percent (120/143) of you said we should continue to criticize their ignorance at every opportunity.
You have yourselves a deal. Thank you. New poll below.
Would you like me to prepare a list of the reasons why Peter Forsberg will never wear a Wing jersey? I can if you want. It’s not rocket science, or even basic geometry—which I failed. It’s pure logic. Naturally, the same brand of logic can’t be applied to our Diggers.
Yes, Forsberg appears ready to play for Team Sweden in one of the 73 international competitions scheduled over the course of the next 81 days. Yes, he’s probably healthy. Yes, I admit, he’d be a fine addition to a team in (not quite as serious) need of offense.
But, there’s no chance in hell. None.
Prediction: Henrik Zetterberg’s point streak ends tonite. Oh, you can take that to the bank brother. How could it not? Hockey hasn’t seen a 24-hour period of hype for one player since Fitzpatrick-gate. Check the three Detroit Digger Dailies and what do you see? Zeta-fest. The Edmonton Sun and Journal? All Hank.
Of course, it started in Toronto; as Canadian law dictates it had to.
Eric Duhatschek wrote yesterday that Zetterberg “may” be the best in the league. James Mirtle agreed soon after, and not so tactfully reminded me via email that he predicted a better season for the future captain than I did.
What follows is a look at the morning in Hank’s World.
Eric Duhatschek of The Globe and Mail asks, “Is Zetterberg The NHL’s Best?”
The answer after 12 games is a clear “yes.” But the true test remains, and it’s inevitable. What happens when Monty Babcock’s Flying Circus of Zetterberg, Datsyuk and Holmstrom is broken up in favor of balance across four units?
“For us here, unfortunately, both Mikael Samuelsson and Johan Franzen got hurt,” said Zetterberg, in a telephone interview prior to the start of their three-game Western Canada road swing that continues Tuesday night in Edmonton. “That’s why they put me and Pav and Homer back together and ever since then, we’ve been working good together. It’s going to be fun to see, now that Sammy’s back and the Mule (Franzen) is coming back too, what coach Babcock does.”
Feeling refreshed today. Thanks Gary. That’s the extent of my whining on that subject, though. As DJ pointed out in the comments of last night’s live blog, I have little room to complain watching the game in the comforts of my living room when Wing fans like him are lucky to catch (maybe) four or five games per year on the Armed Forces Network.
You know, it takes a certain brand of ignorance to blame Gary Lenore Bettman every time I have to stay up late. If we were in the Eastern Conference, as baby Jesus intended, there would still be at least one trip to the Provinces each year. But this one’s easy. Twice in a span of three weeks? Yeah, I’m awake. But I’m pissed about it. Your Far West live blog starts now.
Actual news…Nik Kronwall’s injured…again. It’s a groin thing. Derek Meech makes his season debut tonite.
So it looks like, due to the PPV conspiracy going on out in the far West, the game won’t begin until 2246 tonight. Nice. Yes, I’ll try another live blog. But we have to come up with something unique, some odd twist, something that will keep me awake.
Update below: there is a poll at the bottom of this post, and the results are shocking.
This is about a week old. You may have seen it. I had not. It made me happy and hopefully it has the same effect on you.
Stu Nahan, in the second round of the second Balboa/Creed fight, said, “...and I thought Balboa took a beating the first time these two fought but this is a butchering. That’s what it is, plain old butchering.” Rocky, of course, eventually wore the Master of Disaster down, waited until the 13th to break a few more of his ribs, then miraculously rose to his feet as the Spectrum crowd sobbed in joy. It was, as Rocky would tell you, the greatest moment of his life—with the exception of his kid being born.
Last night was, as Stu would tell you, a butchering from start to finish. Every facet. Every shift. San Jose can go 65 and 5 the rest of the way, but they’re not beating Detroit in a playoff series. Not after last May and not after last night.
About Abel to Yzerman
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