Above the Glass
St. Louis Blues fans may have already heard of Ty Rattie. But if you haven’t, now would be a good time to tune in, because his frequency is about to get very loud. Drafted 32nd overall by the Blues this past summer, Ty was one of four Portland Winterhawks who were all taken in the first two rounds of the 2011 draft. He’s got some physical growing to do, but in terms of maturity and personality, he’s already there. Ty’s a true team player, he likes mashed potatoes, and oh yeah, he likes to score hat tricks.
Over the weekend, all the way out here on the far end of the Oregon Trail, in the dungeons of Portland’s Rose Garden, yours truly had a small but momentous brush with NHL greatness. Brian Burke was in the house and right there in the hallway outside the Winterhawks’ dressing room, he walked right by me, nodded and said hello while I was waiting to talk with Ty Rattie. I could die tomorrow and my life would be complete. Say what you will about the Toronto Maple Leafs’ General Manager, but I can tell you from my one brief and shining encounter that he was totally polite, respectful and professional. Everything that players and the front office of any NHL organization should be. General Managers have one of the hardest jobs in the league. Or should I say the hardest job that’s really like three or four jobs in one: they have to be an HR manager, lawyer, accountant, scout and PR director all in one. I’m sure we’ve all thought we could do a better job when we see some of the things our favorite teams do with their rosters and what not. But what if we were put to the test, could we really do better? I’m not sure I could do better, but I definitely know I’d operate under a slightly less collective bargaining agreement-friendly set of rules.
Now that he’s back, not only has he turbo-charged my favorite team, but my Twitter feeds are all alight with news and predictions about how many goals he’ll score this year and the like. One of my favorite things about Sidney Crosby is that he’s a lot more mature and responsible than I was at his age. And from what I hear from Pens prospect Joe Morrow, he’s a nice, normal hockey guy in the dressing room, a natural leader and a good role model to follow in terms of how professional he is with the media and other public responsibilities. Which got me to thinking about how I would handle the same pressures if my every move was watched, dissected and generally picked apart to the Nth degree. What if I, humble peon and camera-shy working girl who isn’t famous and doesn’t make $8.7 million a year was suddenly thrust into the 24/7 spotlight? I’m pretty sure it would be a lot like an ugly win: it would be ok in the end, but you wouldn’t want to watch it while it was happening.
Here in the junior leagues, there is big, happy news today amidst the NHL’s hirings and firings. Invitations for Canada’s National Junior Team Selection Camp were issued this morning. 16 players from the WHL were invited, many of whom are NHL prospects or draftees, including Brendan Gallagher, Max Reinhart and 2011 WHL Rookie of the Year Matt Dumba. The Portland Winterhawks lead the way, with three players invited. Two were expected to receive an invite after attending development camp this summer: Joe Morrow and Ty Rattie. But one who may not have been on everyone’s list was at the top of mine: Brad Ross. Brad is known better for his penalty minutes than his goal scoring or playing in major tournaments. But this season, he has stayed out of the box, on the breakaway and it was my humblest of hockey opinions that Team Canada would see the light and give him a second shot. And that they did. So I guess I should probably introduce you to him.
Especially this one. It was the moment we’d all waited for all year long: the return of Sidney Crosby, as it should be, in the starting lineup on home ice. And of course, it was everything you’d expect from him and more. I don’t remember the last time I got that excited about a game or a hockey-related event, and that’s saying a lot. Because if it involves hockey, I’m excited. It’s what I live for. But it occurred to me in between pretending to work and really just watching NHL liveblogs on my computer all day and drafting an email to my company’s HR department about why my Crosby jersey should qualify as work appropriate attire that every day of our lives should be like game day. We should be this excited from the time we roll out of bed to the moment we call it a day. But alas, in life not every day can be a game day. But what if it could? What would you do to make every day as exciting as this one? I know what I’d do, and it starts with Pepperidge Farm Orange Milano cookies.
This past weekend, the Portland Winterhawks won two back to back games against one of their biggest rivals in the WHL, the Spokane Chiefs. They are no ordinary opponent; we have a history with them and they have a roster full of hockey names, they’re just as stacked as we are in draft talent and they boast one very supersized defenseman in Davis Vandane. Their captain Darren Kramer likes to drop the mitts whenever and on whomever possible. They are currently in third place in the U.S. Division, 7 points behind the Winterhawks. Plus, they’re just plain good. Therefore, it is my humblest of hockey opinions that the Spokane Chiefs are to be feared and respected. But first, I thought it would be a good idea to get to know them.
The business side of hockey has been in high gear these past few weeks, with Sean Avery’s re-entry into the NHL atmosphere, the suspension and unconditional waiver of Mattias Ritola, Ken Hitchcok’s hiring in St. Louis and the onoing debate over what, if anything, will fix the Blue Jackets’ woes. Refresh me, how many lawyers did it take to come up with the rules in the collective bargaining agreement that require a team to suspend a player and put him on unconditional waivers for the purpose of terminating his contract? Total hilarity. All this fuss got me to thinking, what if fans ran the show? What kind of rules would we make up? I have a few thoughts. And we know what happens when I do that.
Tonight, the Portland Winterhawks are playing the second of back to back games with one of my other favorite teams in the WHL: the Kelowna Rockets. First, because they have the balls to put a big scary lake monster right on their jersey and second, because they reside in one of my favorite parts of the world. Oh, and as the current BC Division Champions, they happen to be a really good hockey team.
I’ve always hated that expression “good things come to those who wait.” Now I know it’s about having patience in life and having faith and all that. But let’s face it, life is too short to sit around waiting for it to happen to you. Or, if you are a hockey fan in Portland, waiting for it to happen to one of the Winterhawks. Luckily for him, life did happen in a big way for Ryan Johansen this week, when the Columbus Blue Jackets announced they will keep him for the foreseeable future. But for me, couple that with having to sit here and wait while the Winterhawks complete the final stretch of a 17-day, 9-game road trip, and the result is trouble. And so, with no hockey to be had in Portland, I found myself playing the waiting game this week. And I have come to the conclusion that I really shouldn’t do that ever again. Because some of us just aren’t any good at it.
Last night Winterhawks play-by-play analyst Todd Vrooman interviewed the St. Louis Blues’ President of Hockey Operations John Davidson on an intermission show. Among other things, Davidson sang the praises of Ty Rattie and former Winterhawks captain Brett Ponich. Drafted 48th overall by the Blues in 2009, Brett is a defenseman currently working his way up to the big time by playing in the AHL with the Peoria Rivermen. So, Peoria, kindly allow me to introduce you to one of your players to watch.
About Above the Glass
Welcome to Above the Glass, a definitive anti-expert’s guide to hockey. I started blogging in 2009 as part of an effort to learn all 87 rules in the NHL Rulebook in 107 days before the 2010 Olympics, 30 years after I discovered the sport. You can peruse the archival results here. Growing up in Arizona, I didn’t even know hockey existed until February 22, 1980, when the USA played Russia in the Olympics. And just like that, the game of the century changed my life. I still don’t quite understand the icing rule or which faceoff circle goes with what offense, but I do know that every aspect of hockey has something to teach us about life. That’s what you’ll find here, along with my unadulterated passion for the game.
I live in Portland, Oregon, home of the WHL’s Portland Winterhawks. I invite anyone who wants to know more about hockey in the Rose City to visit here, where I blog exclusively about the Winterhawks. I’ll post an occasional musing about the Hawks, the WHL and junior hockey here as well.
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