Abel to Yzerman
I realized yesterday, while my wife was kicking my ass in Wii bowling, that it’s time I led a movement here on A2Y geared toward ramping up the level of conversation regarding this series. Yes, we’ve been reveling in our juveniliciousness for a couple years. But, I’ve decided that we need to veer in another direction, a more serious tone.
This is the playoffs, afterall. It’s not November when we can laugh away a Monday night game against Bubba. No, this is Game 3 against the Nashville Predators, a determined opponent. It’s not the time to fall back on the childish antics that have become the norm here. For those of you disappointed by this sudden change in editorial direction, well…maybe you should grow up too.
Darren McCarty’s getting a lot of attention today, and he deserves it. I grudgingly point you to the Delicate Genius, a good description of what Mac’s goal meant to a lot of people.
Despite the fact that I can’t participate until afterward, I’m setting all of you up for success. Creating circumstances for your happiness. It’s what I do. Yes, it’s a Game 2 Live Blog.
Reminder: If you’re going to the Joe today, A2Y reader Voox is offering a lucrative prize to anyone who can get a sign on the air that mentions Pierre McGuire’s A2Y nickname.
Must win? Of course not. Even for Bubba? Maybe. Heading to Nashville tied 1-1 leads to the possibility of a 6 game series, which does not sound fun. Going there up 2-0 all but guarantees a quick resolution, and plenty of rest/preparation for whichever left coast opponent awaits.
Big, big, big frigging day. First teeball game of the season. Birthday/bowling party immediately after.
And to set the right tone, I just gathered the family around the computer to take a gander at this little nugget.
It’s almost too incredible to believe, but—yes—there are fans of other teams out there who aren’t fond of you, or the Wings. When you have the opportunity, you may want to send them this little ditty, as a reminder that the past, present and the future look a lot alike.
It’s going to be a long time before the Wings fail to crack the top eight in the Western Conference or even fall to the point where they don’t own home-ice advantage in the first round.
The team simply mines too many golden nuggets from the latter part of the draft, which is usually barren ground for other clubs (for some teams, anything beyond the first round is a total crap shoot).
Look. I am sick and frigging tired of all the whining about Nik Kronwall’s hit last night. I’m going to say this one time and one time only: He did NOT leave his feet.
We said it yesterday and last night did nothing to change my stance on this: the Wings don’t need to play perfect hockey to win this series. Limit mistakes, generate consistent offense, exhibit a few violent tendencies…and steady play in net. That’s really all that’s necessary.
Game 1? Pretty much according to that script, only better.
Someone’s going to. If not McCarty, then Drake. If not Drake, then Downey. If not Downey, then it will probably be me. Sooner or later, it’s gonna be go time for me and Tootoo. We’re on a collision course, he and I.
No. Not really. I’m kidding. I don’t actually expect to fight Jordin Tootoo. Who do I think I am, an Ottawa beat writer?
But if it does go down, I’ve already decided where. A carnival, both of us wearing those puffy ninja suits.
About Abel to Yzerman
Welcome to Abel to Yzerman, a Red Wing blog since 1977. No other site on the internet has better-researched, fact-laden and better prepared discussions than A2Y. Re-phrase: we do little research, find facts and stats highly overrated and claim little to no preparation. There are 19 readers of A2Y. No more, no less. All of them, except maybe one, are juvenile in nature. Reminding them of that in the comment section will only encourage them to prove that. Your suggestions and critiques are welcome: firstname.lastname@example.org