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Flew cross country today.  That matters to none of you.  Homer didn’t fly cross country today and that matters to us all. 


Tomas Holmstrom didn’t make the trip. He’s scheduled to see an eye specialist in Detroit again on Monday. Babcock said “re-bleeding’’ in the eye is a concern. He said if everything checks out OK, they hope to put Holmstrom on a plane and have him here for Game 4 Wednesday.

John Niyo’s postgame blog last night points out that our boy Bobbie Lang played only 2 shifts in the third.  Summer can’t get here quickly enough.  Niyo makes another good point about San Jose’s own enigma.

Great games by Zetterberg and Chelios, I thought.

On the flip side, is anyone out there still lamenting the fact that the Wings didn’t get Bill Guerin. Now you see why the Wings weren’t nearly as interested in him at the trade deadline as some had guessed.

I don’t know that Guerin was ever a serious consideration in Detroit. I know I felt that way because the bitter little Blues fans would have revolted if JD had dealt him to the Wings.  Regardless, he’s been invisible for San Jose the entire playoffs: 7 games, 2 points, 0 goals, -3.


Eric Duhatschek went nuts this afternoon and broke the “Chelios is old” story.

“There is absolutely nobody like Cheli in terms of his conditioning and competitiveness,” ventured Wilson, in his usual deadpan manner, “and he’s played that way since the beginning of his career, when I was in high school, watching him.”

Wilson, of course, is 52 and knew he’d gotten off a good one when Chelios, the Detroit Red Wings’ defenceman, bumped into him in the corridor the next day. Hunched over, walking as if he had a cane in his hand, mimicking a doddering old man, Chelios said to Wilson: “Yeah, right, you remember watching me in high school.”

As much as we rag on some of the San Jose bloggers, there are others who are among the best.  Mike Chen at the Battle of California joined the Cane, Bubba, Dive and BJ faithful who lament the fact that Wing fans have the audacity to actually attend a game in opposition arenas. 

I’m sure there will be the usual crop of annoying Red Wing fans invading the Tank. Sharks fans, take some solace in the fact that they’re pretty much paying between $150 - $700 per ticket depending on where they sit thanks to the legalized scalping of the Sharks ticket trader. Of course, that’s not TOO much off from the Joe Louis Arena’s ridiculous price bumps, but still, it’s nice to know that whatever Wing fans show up will have their wallets gouged.

I like you Mike, but here’s a newsflash.  If Wing fans are attending the game in San Jose, I doubt price is at the top of their list of concerns.  But, like the Chelios story above, tearful complaints about Wing fans attending road games just never get stale. I could read them all day.

PJ Swenson at Sharkspage has a few photos of today’s Wing practice at The Tank.

From the credible to the, well, less than.  The girls at Shaved Ice aren’t concerned with yesterday’s “speed bump.”

I’m not worried. I’m not even sweating. This game will not be remembered. There is something magic in the Bay Area water right now. The Warriors have the Dallas Mavericks on the ropes. The Giants had an eight game win streak. Even the 49ers had a good draft today.

“The one that got away” will be a minor speedbump on our road to the Cup.

P.S. If we put video of that fat man waving an octupus over his head in a time capsule, people in 400 years will think the Puckheads of Detroit were the cast of One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest. Wait - there’s going to be no Detroit in 400 years. Global Warming. Al Gore told me so.

Can I be Martini?  Oh, sorry Grier…actually watch the movie before you reference it and you’ll understand.  Better yet, read the book.  Your vocabulary will improve and the idiotic “puckhead” thing might be replaced with something that at least has some wit attached to it.  Speaking of wit…here’s another chapter in the saga of “What a Blogger Does When His Piece Of Crap Team Doesn’t Make The Playoffs”.

A couple of days ago Christy at Behind The Jersey (yes, a Dead Wings blog) posted a revealing look at why Hockeytown (or, as I prefer, America’s Worst City) is getting worse when it comes to attending sporting events. Specifically Dead Wings playoff games. Seems you can’t squeeze blood from the turnip that is Detroit’s underpaid and underemployed populace, even if your team hasn’t missed the playoffs since 1990.

As an Avalanche fan, I admit I’m jealous that Hockey’s Biggest Homers even have a chance to see their team in the playoffs, but c’mon, $63 for first round nosebleed seats? In a decrepit arena now almost 30 years old?

No thanks.

“As an Avalanche fan…”?  You might as well start a sentence with “Disregard whatever I have to say…”.  I’m sure you’re a smart guy Stanley, but that’s not exactly a credibility builder.  And a Banner Raiser ragging on the city of Detroit?  Again, I guess when your team misses the playoffs you kinda stretch the boundaries of creativity.  And again, I wouldn’t know…about that whole missing the playoffs thing. 

Slow day.  Sorry for the lack of posts recently.  And for the genius who suggested my absence was due to “wound licking”?  Nope.  Sorry.  When you’ve been around the playoffs for a little while you know the depression doesn’t set in after a Game 1 loss.  I’m surprised a seasoned hockey fan vet like you doesn’t realize that.

Finally, check out Malik’s Snapshots multimedia post today.  Great stuff.





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