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by George Malik on 04/07/13 at 02:13 PM ET
I would yell and scream at the Red Wings for engaging in awfully stupid lateral passing up the ass, shooting an unbelievable number of single, un-screened shots on Brian Elliott (who had a ridiculously easy night thanks to no butts in front, no screens and no rebound attempts from the Wings, never mind sustained pressure by the Wings) and essentially playing like they didn't God-damned *#$%@& care until the last five minutes of their 1-0 loss against the Blues, but Jeebus *#$%@& Monkey, I cannot believe how ridiculously jobbed the Wings were by Dan O'Halloran during the last three minutes of the game.
Yes, the Wings played with all the energy of a wet noodle, allowing St. Louis to push, shove, grab, grope, hook, hold and intimidate a team that did all of nothing save back-passing and happiliy being steered into the God-dang boards all *#$%@& night long, as if surrendering the first goal--mostly because Jimmy Howard was shoved into the net and Danny DeKeyser didn't take
Kevin Chris Porter's stick after Jakub "I can shoot from 80 feet out, look at me!" Kindl made an awful turnover and then the Wings made a worse line change--and the Wings did jack and shit with their three power plays...
But the sequence of events over the last couple minutes of the game were just charade-worthy pathetic. Cory Emmerton gets mauled behind the Blues net and held down, but there's no call. Henrik Zetterberg's stick is grabbed and held and smothered like a stripper pole by David Perron, and yet Zetterberg goes for daring to attempt to retrieve his stick. And then Niklas Kronwall's called because the NHL's "new" rules prohibit players from daring to so much as touch the puck with their hand if their fingertips cover it, Kronwall goes to the box, and while the Wings kill off the 4-on-3 and then 5-on-4 penalties, the Wings get an incredibly late faceoff with 20 seconds left, the puck's mucked to the boards, Alex Pietrangelo LAYS ON THE PUCK FOR TWELVE SECONDS and time is allowed to expire.
The Wings did a wonderful job of *#$%@& themselves over against a team that now leads Detroit by a point in the Western Conference standings and has two games in hand over the Wings, but everything they did to earn an infuriating loss was negated by the way in which Mr. I Have Refereed in 1,000 Games and I Can Call Nothing All Day Long Because I Have a Bus to Catch ensured that the Wings would have no means by which to rally over the last three minutes of play.
Awful game. Worse execution by the Wings, whose absence of levels of heart, grit, determination and competition despite spending Friday night in Denver to avoid the incredibly heavy legs and physical and mental fatigue they displayed in a nearly lifeless and half-hearted effort during a must-win first game back from a West Coast trip. And just disgusting refereeing.
I'm too angry to do stats or post updates. I have to step away from the computer because I'm just absolutely infruiated by this farce of a game. I hope Gary Bettman enjoyed it, and I'm sure the Wings will be fined $10,000 because Al Sobotka dared to swing an octopus over his head, polluting the ice with "matter."
What a *#$%@& joke.
The Wings played just as badly as they did in Phoenix, happily allowing yet another team to steer them into the boards and strip them of the puck. Even Pavel Datsyuk and Henrik Zeterberg continued the endless procession of back-passes to defensemen who had no shooting lanes. And while Babcock knew this was his only chance to see Riley Sheahan as Zetterberg's groin was the only reason the Wings could use the "emergency" call-up, Jordin Tootoo's energy was incredibly missed.
Awful. Just awful. Disheartening, heartbreaking and sad.
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