Abel to Yzerman
Good morning troopers. First, let’s all congratulate our Detroit Tigers on earning a split with those tough D-Rays. For those of you who claim allegiance to the Tigers and Wings (allowed, by the way), here’s some encouraging news: if the Tigers are to win 98 games, a reasonable number if a playoff berth is in the cards, they have to go 35-13 over their last 48. In other words, every game down the stretch is vital.
Now…Wing fans. Can you imagine the lines forming for that kind of stress train? At some point, we’re going to find out what it’s like to worry and fret over just getting into the playoffs. Kinda like Dive fans had to last year…for nought of course.
Great story from the Detroit News’ Neil Rubin.
Now he wears a bulky ring commemorating the 2002 championship, with his name and a replica of the Cup and a thimbleful of diamond chips. “The players got mad,” Lynch says, setting up another punch line at his own expense. With his fingers swollen from arthritis, “I got more gold than they did.”
Lynch has seen more Red Wings games than anyone on the planet, and, as he likes to point out, he’s never bought a ticket. As best he can remember, he’s never missed a day at the microphone.
David Shoalts, the writer who “broke” the “Bowman to Toronto, no really I mean it” story over the weekend was on Sportsnet radio this afternoon. Predictably, he backpedaled, tossed some alibis (a close friend of Bowman’s told him it wasn’t “complete hogwash”), then started dropping names left and right.
It took us 8 contestants to reach this point, but our “Ditch The Fire On Ice Campaign Before The Rest Of The Hockey World Realizes Just How Sad Our Marketing Strategies Really Are” contest has finally attracted the attention of Cinemax viewers.
For some reason, I think this one may get a few votes in September.
So I guess the stress train we all rode last May is kind of a rental, eh? I’m thinking that while we had it bursting at the seams a few times, they may have to add a couple cars to fit all the Tiger fans aboard. If you’re finding the other Ilitch organ-I-zation to be a cause of current (and hopefully temporary) sorrow, all I can offer you is a little hockey news to distract you for a few minutes.
...public overtures to Markov may be for show. As it stands right now, there’s just no room for the guy. There’s no animosity there, just the reality of a stacked blue line and a bit of a bind where Meech is concerned. It would seem, and it’s kind of embarrassing that it’s taken me this long to figure it out, that the day Rafalski signed Markov’s ticket out of Detroit was stamped.
Reports out of Sweden (generally more accurate than reports out of, say, Russia) point to an issue we may be discussing for years to come. The old adage seems to be that back problems never really go away, they just fluctuate between bearable and really painful.
Well, Henrik Zetterberg’s back apparently flared recently and if you’ve forgotten about the little break he took prior to the playoffs last Spring, prepare to be reminded.
And Khan(!) shall lead them. The Deep Diggers are slowly awakening from their summer slumber, and the results are startling. The DD Captain enlightens us this morning with an analysis of the Markov situation.
“He told me what he’s looking for; we’re not even close to that,’’ Holland said. “Right now, we’re satisfied with our defense. We’d like to have Danny back, but if he signs somewhere else, we’re comfortable.’‘
He said he’d like to add some depth on defense, but only at the right price. He offered Markov a two-year deal at the draft in June, apparently at around the same $2.5 million-a-year salary he earned last season.
“He told me the salary range he’s looking for. We don’t have any interest in that salary range,’’ Holland said.
You now have seven choices in the “Fire On Ice Caused The Mass Firing Of The Entire Wing PR Staff, Now’s Your Chance To Replace It” contest. Saginaw John brings us another, and it should definitely be popular with the die hards.
Back on top. The last time Detroit held the title of The Sporting News’ Best Sports City was 1998. 9 years later and legitimate claims to the top teams in three of four major sports, a fan base that sticks by the NFL’s worst team and franchise; all of that was enough to land Detroit back at the head of the class.
Yes, it’s still Hockeytown, same as it was when Detroit was our Best Sports City in 1998. Yet on an unseasonably warm Saturday in April, with the Wings facing the Flames in the playoffs at The Joe, you were as likely to see an old English “D” on a cap in downtown Detroit (the Tigers were playing the White Sox) as you were a winged wheel on a red sweater.
Helene St. James, most likely out of boredom, has created a firestorm. The boards are buzzing. Rumor sites are blasting “Forsberg to Detroit?” headlines…all due to this sentence:
General manager Ken Holland has told Forsberg’s agent, Don Baizley, that the Wings are interested in adding the Swedish superstar to their lineup.
My opinion on this matter is well known by now: he’s not coming here. Not now, not ever. The Wing lineup is sturdy enough. The Cap money is in the bank, collecting interest for March. And there is little doubt in my simple mind that whatever Holland told Baizley (and when) comes with a caveat from Bandwagon Central. And that caveat is this: “whatever the Wings offer, we raise them a dollar.”
But that’s just my opinion. In the interests of offering you as many views…as misguided and pathetic as they may be when they are in contrast to mine…I present to you Floppa-mania.
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