Petshark: Talking Stick
Entries with the tag: fans
“If you expect nothing from anybody, you’re never disappointed.”
― Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar
That seems like good advice, doesn't it? Of course if you recognize that it's from a story about a descent into madness and all kinds of sad, you might need to rethink that assessment.
The Sharks have lost eight out of their last twelve games. Or you could say they have won three of their last five. One sounds better than the other, and the latter is more relevant since, even though one was a shootout, those games are more recent and probably better indicators of where the team is mentally than nine games ago. You could also say they lost to Calgary, which sounds pretty awful by itself, and since that was the very most recent game, you could argue that it is the most relevant.
Stop patronizing me, NHL et al. I'm not patronizing you, but then you don't have anything to sell. Your shop doors are locked.
So just don't. NHL, don't pretend you're trying to avoid going broke. I know you're just trying to get more on top of the very much you already get from the sport. NHLPA, don't tell me I'd do the same thing in your position, I can't even imagine being in your position. Media, stop telling me this lockout is such a bleeding catastrophe because it leaves me without hockey to watch. If you don't know there's plenty of hockey for me to follow, you haven't done your homework. If someone is telling you you're not allowed to cover anything but major league sports, I'm sorry. I can't help you.
It doesn't matter who I side with in the dispute. I have no say. Let me in the room, give me 20 minutes and a sturdy piece of lumber, I could probably sort it out for you but you wouldn't like it. So don't apologize to me, you don't really care what I think. I'm going to watch some hockey.
While waiting for news from Shark Territory, there has been plenty to think about. I’ve seen Sharks fans call for a shedding of dead weight from the team, several still hoping to acquire Rick Nash, presumably in exchange for that dead weight. Some names that come up on the fan “to go” list: Patrick Marleau, Douglas Murray, Ryane Clowe, Antti Niemi. I hate seeing anyone called dead weight, or specific players being blamed for this atrocious season. I’m sure I’ve said angry things about players, I wish I wouldn’t. I wish none of us would.
I’ve tried to come up with something to say about the Sharks’ plans for the offseason. I tried to speculate about what sort of philosophical change they need: true meritocracy? Something more Marxist? From each according to his ability….? On another tack, I convinced myself that there was some direct correlation between Ryane Clowe’s concussion and the second-half slide the team took. That required me to speculate about when that concussion occurred, which is, at best, unreliable. In any case, it was probably just another piece the in the puzzle of what went wrong, even if the (probable) timing looked culpable. So none of that seems like sharing in greater depth right now.
Happy Birthday, Logan Couture. He says that all he wants for his birthday is a win. That’s very mature of him, planning to give us a present on his birthday, or, at least, to go get his own.
So, the Sharks play in Anaheim tonight. What have we got?
We have stats to tell us what we know has already happened: Sharks lost 4 of 5 to the Ducks. We have dinosaurs. We have the Ducks who won’t lie down. Wait. I don’t think I have ever seen a duck lie down. How would a duck lie down? To lie down, I think you have to put your head on the ground, or a pillow, or… Wouldn’t a duck have to be dead to do that?
Why is it cool to boo Dany Heatley? I get why Sens fans do it. To the best of their knowledge, he dissed them. But the rest of us? San Jose? What did he do to us? Lots of rinks around the NHL boo Dany Heatley, for reasons hard to discern. I’ve asked, but the reasons people give me (people other than Sens fans) don’t hold water anymore, if they ever did.
As far as I can tell, it’s just trendy, people don’t ask why. Most of those rinks never had him on their team. I think San Jose should have a reason to boo him, not just do it like a jerk reflex.
He cost the Sharks a lot, not only in cap space. The Sharks traded Milan Michalek for him:
Still, few Sharks fans in the Bay Area shed many tears when he was shipped to Ottawa along with Jonathan Cheechoo for Dany Heatley, then thought to be the player that would put the Sharks over the top. -Sharks Talk
Fans were sorry to see Cheechoo go, and regretted losing Michalek as well. Heatley had a big burden of sentiment and sense to shoulder. He didn’t put the Sharks over the top. He didn’t win a cup for us, and all these years later, Michalek is burning up the scoring charts. Boo who?
So, my roster guess is already pretty wrong. That’s okay, I’m usually wrong about things like that.
What does signing Brad Winchester mean? Not only did the Sharks give him a contract, they gave him one of their two remaining contract spots. They obviously thought he could bring more to the team than most of the young players he was competing with during training camp. That makes that contract bigger than it looks at one year for $725k.
The list of players he was competing with includes: Jamie McGinn, Cameron MacIntyre, and John McCarthy. Those are not all similar players but they were all competing for a lower line spot on the NHL roster. McCarthy has already been sent down. I would have put Frazer McLaren on that list but he wasn’t fairly tested during this camp as he was recovering from injury. So I won’t say Winchester beat him out for a spot, but there doesn’t seem to be room left for him.
Chicken Little checking in from Sharks Ice.
The Czech word for the color orange is not the same as the word for orange the fruit. I find that curious. Similarly, I wonder how it is that I avoided ascribing any significance to Havlat wearing orange, then panicked when it did occur to me that it was odd, then took comfort in the news that the Sharks no-contact color is NOT orange, only to be flung back into a state of alarm by the news that Havlat is, in fact, not 100%. Yet. I guess orange doesn’t mean what I thought it did, and yet there it is, sitting right next to what I thought it was. It’s not fair, it’s way too confusing.
As I ran back and forth thus headless, more than one person told me to chill, that there was no need to panic. Intellectually, I know this. Viscerally, I can’t stop freaking out. It’s just too much information of the wrong kind.