Abel to Yzerman
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.
Not sure if his dirtbag agent Mark Lapush is headed with him, but Igor Grigorenko’s days in the United States—and as a member of the Organ-I-zation—have drawn to a disappointing close. According to the anti-digger, Bruce MacLeod, it was eventually the Hasek hip “irritation” that forced the decision. When the Wings brought up Howard, someone had to go and Uncle Mike’s too pleased with Ellis or Downey to send them down.
What an ironic lesson for Grigorenko, if you think about it. Two gritty scrappers work their tails off to stay on the team and you’re headed home because you don’t have the ethic to compete on a consistent basis.
Draper extends. Grigorenko’s on the verge of deportation. Markov may beat him home by a few days. Hasek’s hip is “irritating” him. Verizon Fios continues to suck and suck hard. Halloween’s around the corner, but apparently we can’t call it Halloween anymore.
All those things are making my brain fuzzy today. Thankfully, with the exception of HALLOWEEN, A2Y readers have been eloquently chiming in. If you’ve missed their comments (and those from other blogs), I’ll be your huckleberry and give them the prominence they deserve.
Various sources reported it last night. Kris Draper and the Wings have worked out an extension that will keep him in Hocke…errrr, Detroit.
Draper, 36, is in the final year of a contract that pays him $2.128 million this season. He will earn $1.85 million next season, $1.65 million in 2009-10 and $1.25 million in 2010-11. He was offered a one-, two- or three-year deal and opted for the security of a longer term. The deal might be announced today.
TSN also has it.
Draper is still one of the top 5 defensive forwards in the game, top 3 faceoff men, and now one of the top five bargains in the NHL.
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