Abel to Yzerman
by IwoCPO on 05/20/13 at 04:33 PM ET
Syd Crosby earned his first Messier Leadership Award Nomination in 1998 at the tender age of 11. Naturally, his glorious NHL career wouldn't start for another 3 years, but Gary Bettman felt his future endeavors warranted the nomination. The fact that the award hadn't been invented yet was inconsequential to the diminutive commissioner.
Ten years later, Crosby lost his "C" after a then-future Red Wing captain emasCulated him.
We used to dig Jonathan Toews. He reminded us of another former Captain. The number, the demeanor, the commitment. He was the sole character guy on a team full of peckerheads.
Well. That's gone, too. Now he's just a bitch (with a Messier nomination) like Syd. And you can blame Hank for that one, too. Now Toews isn't event worthy of that cool-sounding name. Taves...it just sounded smooth but tough at the same time. A man's name. Not a whining bitch's.
So we're taking the W away and he can't have a cool name anymore. Now he's just...Toes. And you can play with that however you want. Whore style, if necessary.
Oh, the world is in disarray. The unbeatable Hawks have been laid low. Not just Sunday, either. The Wings outplayed them in the first period of Game 1 then went nappy nappy because Gary forced them to fly Disney, then back to Hockeytown, then back and all that. Like 8 times. Game 2 was pure domination and it was incredible to consider what lies ahead for the Wings (especially if a certain magician decides not to return home to mother Russia in 18 months or so).
Yes, Zetterberg shut down Toes. Yes, Brunner has miraculously reappeared just when we needed him the most. Yes, Wally seems to be actually playing. Yes, Howard has been Howard.
But this one belongs to Mike Babcock. It might be one of the most daring, amazing coaching feats in recent history: Bertuzzi, Samuelsson, White, Tootoo...all sitting. Make no mistake. They would be playing on any other team. Not Babcock's. No.
You had last change, Joel? What happened Joel? Joel? You got on your bike, pedaled home and pulled out a Cosmo. That's what.
But that's done. Game 2 is done and over with and if this were February we'd absolutely expect a total egg tonite. But here's something interesting. Where was the collapse? Huh? Where was the third period meltdown that every single one of us knew was coming? How does this team implode late against Anaheim, then batten down against a better team in Chicago?
Don't ask questions. Just don't. The roof is coming off the Joe tonite. Can you imagine that place with 90 seconds left, a Wing lead, a timeout and Journey blasting? I know it's a cheesy song, but I love that scene.
Man, man, man. What an opportunity. Do it Wings. Burn this conference to the frigging ground.
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