This is neat. We're being patronized. Again. By a Detroit journalist. Again. Bob Duff, in full-on and typical crawl up Mike Babcock's ass and stay there so he'll talk to you again Wednesday mode, says Dan Cleary and Justin Abdelkader had more to do with Kronwall's goal last night than, say, Tim Horton did. (See Kate's comment below...neither player had jack squat to do with that goal).
Dan Cleary situated himself on the doorstep of Colorado Avalanche goalie Jean-Sebastien Giguere. A few feet away, Justin Abdlekader tussled with a Colorado defender, taking away even more of Giguere’s vision so that when Detroit Red Wings defenceman Niklas Kronwall blasted a shot from the point, Giguere never saw it.
The puck bounced off the back boards, hit Giguere’s right leg and bounded into the net for the winning goal in Detroit’s 2-1 victory Tuesday at Joe Louis Arena.
The Hockeytown faithful, which generally gears down from smug to panic in one shift, is growling.
You're smug and you panic from shift to shift.
Ok. That's accurate. But this?
Get Abdelakder and Cleary off Pavel Datsyuk’s wings, they whine. Move Tomas Tatar on to that unit and get Gustav Nyquist to Detroit stat, they scream.
All of which falls on deaf ears among the Detroit braintrust, and with good reason.
You're whining. Your points, the ones splashed here and on multiple blogs, article comments and even talk radio when certain stations feel the Wings are worthy to discuss, are not valid because you're simply fans and therefore you--and we can now add Bob Duff to the list of condescending Detroit journalists ("I don't care what fans think"--Drew Sharp)--know absolutely nothing.
In my opinion we've got Wojo and Niyo left. And the Anti-Digger. We need you back Bruce MacLeod.
What's the value in that, the smug, panicked, "whining" remarks? I'm curious. If there has been one fan-based "analysis" with merit the last several years, it's this one. Datsyuk's production has been eliminated since this "line" was formed. The Wings can't score more than two goals per game. Abdelkader and Cleary are muckers and Babcock has turned Datsyuk into the same. It's obvious. And we're supposed to believe, like Duff allegedly does, that they're "getting better."
Please. He, like every other digger, is pandering to the organ-I-zation because you don't irritate Mike Babcock. He reads everything. You coddle and stroke him (shut up). Read Duff's lead again then think back to the criticism levied against Babcock right here the last two days. Coincidental, I'm sure. We love our Uncle Mike. We do. Almost all of us, anyway. But when he screws up, he's not immune. Unless you're a Detroit beat writer and then it's hands off, right Bob? Is that a John Hahn edict or is it just the natural order of things in Babcock's world?
The Lions? Fair game. Rip away. The Pistons? Nobody gives a shit. Jim Leyland? Oh hell yes...have at him, right?
Why not Mike Babcock? This move is sound, Bob? Really?
I'm just whining, right? Whatever. I'm smug and panicked. The Stress Train is rocking, as always.
It's a stupid line combination. And it's wasteful. And any digger who defends it is a pawn.
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