The Irish contingent, live from Co. Cork. 90% of what I write will be done through a haze of sleep deprivation & alcohol. @brightblack76 on the Twitaarghs
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Spoiler Alert: Yes, yes he is.
One of the subplots to last night’s victory over the Coyotes was Brandon Pirri‘s TOI (or the distinct lack of same)
That was fun, wasn’t it?
I don’t know about you, but I had a certain sense of resignation coming in to tonight’s game. Having seen the weary, lacklustre performance against the Stars, knowing it was the last game of a long road trip and just how hard a place to win Glendale is, I was expecting the worst.
Instead we got two periods of scintillating Hawks hockey sandwiching one where they lost their focus. The bombardment started as the Hawks pinned the Yotes in their zone for most of the early running, before ending up with a minute and a half of 5 on 3 time. Duncan Keith made the pass, Marian Hossa took the shot and Patrick Kane turned it past Mike Smith. Smith’s evening took a turn for the worse a few minutes later when a shot from his Bestest Friend In The Whole Wide World, Andrew Shaw, somehow dribbled in between his stick & the post. Almost immediately it became 3-0 when Offensive Juggernaut Nicklas Hjalmarsson placed a peach of a shot beyond Smith’s glove hand. We held our breath, anticipating a stick-smashing or the hook for Smith, who was clearly struggling. No such luck, however, and that did it for the 1st.
The 2nd period was a whole new kettle of fish: the Yotes came out reinvigorated and quickly got a goal back from Rob Klinkhammer. Then the Hawks started taking penalties: first Oduya went off for a cross-check. Almost immediately after the Hawks killed that one, Hjalmarsson took a slashing penalty and turned it into a double-minor for opening his mouth to the ref. Mike Riberio, who the cretins calling the game for Phoenix apparently compared to Patrick Kane, set up Radim Vrbata to bring it to 3-2. With Hjammer still in the box, Oduya hooked Vermette and joined him. The Hawks killed off the 5-3 and then Martin Hanzal demonstrated exactly what sort of Dumb Fuck he is by pointlessly slashing Seabrook. That, mercifully, was it for the 2nd.
The 3rd period was a return to relentless Hawks dominance and Brandon Bollig, of all people, scored with a nice wrister to restore the two goal advantage. If you ever want to see sheer nonchalant genius, watch the way Marian Hossa tucks away his ENG. I swear he’s not even watching when it hits the back of the net.
Job done. 6-1 on the Circus Trip and a potential hurdle negotiated.
- Antti Raanta did very well tonight. He has some issues with his game that need sorting: lateral movement and any time he skates out of his crease being the main ones. However, his shot-stopping is exemplary and he had to stop 32 of them, some of which were point blank redirects. This kid is going to be just fine.
- Duncan Keith grabbed two assists tonight, which, I believe, puts him in the Top 3 League-wide. Pat Kane has started a new points-streak and Sharp, Toews & Saad were relentless. Even Brent Seabrook had a good night.
- Shane Doan is apparently Captain of the Coyotes. Swear I didn’t see his elbowy self all night.
- Mike Smith managed a couple of half-hearted flops and was bitching to the refs about Andrew Shaw being in the same timezone as him, but no stick-smashing theatrics, sadly. He was not good tonight, but was spared the hook because who knows what a Thomas Greiss is?
- Brandon Pirri appears to be the newest resident of Q’s doghouse. 7.07 TOI. More on this another day, I think.
- There was a true battle of the Dumbass Callers going on tonight: FOX had the Yotes callers comparing Mike “Varly-Lite” Ribeiro to Patrick Kane and CSN had Pat Foley, his voice cracking with emotion/scotch, lamenting Eddie Olcyzk’s heavy 1st Class travel schedule between his two high-paying jobs over the holiday weekend. I’m sure all the MinimumWage-earning retail staff who had to skip Thanksgiving and then face floods of assholes on Black Friday are clubbing together to buy him a big bunch of roses.
- Sellout for the Yotes for the first time ever. And it looked like 75% Chicago in there. The “Let’s Go Hawks” chants were as loud as any at the UC. The Hawks should have done their fan salute at the end.
OK, that’s that. First home game is our old pals Dallas at the UC on Tuesday. The guys can catch some rest and be proud of this road trip: the real hard labours lie directly ahead as December is shaping up to be a very tough month. Still, the Hawks are the team to beat in the league. I like the view from up here.
So, tonight is going to be the record-breaking single-game atttendance revenue for the Phoenix Coyotes in Glendale. As the previous record was $825.41 (Marci and Wade splashed out and bought the jumbo fries instead of regular: it was their anniversary, after all) this wasn’t so hard to do. Obviously the conveniently-located Jobing.com Arena is going to be full of brand new Hockey fans from the excellent work that new owners IceArizona are doing in growing the game in the desert, further showing their long-term commitment, right?
It’s probably as good a summary of this game as any to point out that, at its conclusion, 22 Professional Hockey players skated in unopposed to take shots on goal and 19 of them failed to score. It was that sort of a night.
It’s often said that the marl of a true Champion is the ability to eke out a win when not playing well and the Blackhawks certainly seemed to be testing that theory. They were outshot 29-26, and seemed to have difficulty passing to a teammate. Shots were deflecting off shinpads, pucks were bobbling and it just seemed like one of those nights. Corey Crawford caught the mood, going walkabout behind the goalline which allowed Horcoff to get the puck back in front for Rich Peverley to shoot it home.
The second period was a low-shot trudge, the only incident of note being the horrible injury sustained by Stephane Robidas, whose ankle seemed to give way as he competed for the puck, exarcebated by him sliding into the boards. He was stretchered off in agony and taken to the hospital, where the word is that he has, indeed, broken his ankle. Nasty.
Third period saw the Hawks upping the tempo a little and when they did the Stars becan to chase shadows. The game was tied when Patrick Sharp glanced in yet another Duncan Keith long-ranger, giving Duncs 21 assists for the year, good for 4th in the league, just behind some guy called Crosby. No winner was to be found in the rest of the period or OT, although Patrick Kane tried hard to keep his point streak alive, and we proceeded to the shootout. Regulation scoreres Sharp and Peverley converted on their attempts and then 16 shots were saved, missed or otherwise biffed until Ben Smith stepped up and rifled one past Lehtonen.
Ugly two points, but two points nonetheless and on a night where St Louis lost, allowing a tiny bit of daylight to open at the top of Conference III. A better efort is going to be needed against the Yotes in Phoenix tonight as the Hawks finish off this road trip. talking points:
- Expensive screw-up aside, Crawford had a pretty good night, turning away 28 shots at 0.966%. He also remains perfect in his career vs Penalty Shots, although he didn’t have too much to do with this one: Alex Chiasson hit the post with his attempt after Brent Seabrook hooked him. He was looking thoroughly bored by the time the SO finished
- The Stars did their best impersonation of the Blues last night: there were many cross-checks, cheap shots and general asshattery. Roussel, Garbutt and Dillon were the main culprits, Roussel getting away with butt-smashing Patrick Kane to the ground which sparked a confrontation between Sharp and Daley. Brent Seabrook looked like he was going to remove the head of the next person to get in Crawfords face. Aded to the generally scappy ugliness last night.
- Marian Hossa and Brandon Saad both did their level best to get something going but the final pass or shot just semed to be missing all night.
- Hopefully Robidas heals quickly: horrible to see a player suffering like that.
- Pat Foley, Cold Warrior, referred to Valeri Nichushkin as a “Skilled Soviet”. Clearly Pat hasn’t been sober since the Wall came down or he might have noticed that Nichuskin wasn’t even born when the Soviet Union stopped existing.
One to forget, two more points in the bag, the Circus Trip now 5-1-0 with one to play.
Preview up later. Have a good day!
Having seen off all four of the Western Conference Canadians, the Blackhawks are back on Conference III duty tonight against that Conference’s surprising basement-dwellers.
Of course, the Stars are not as bad as their position suggests: they’re 7-3-0 on their last 10 and have games in hand on Nashville & Winnipeg. They’ve just come off a high-speed mugging of Anaheim, scoring a very-Blackhawks-like three goals in under a minute of the Third period.The last meting between these two was closer than the eventual scoreline suggested (Offensive Juggernaut Niklas Hjalmarsson‘s 200 foot empty-netter, remember?)
In Jamie Benn-Tyler Seguin-Valeri Nichushkin the Stars have a top-line that can skate with anyone. It falls off fairly rapidly after that, though. It’ll be interesting to see where Lindy Ruff deploys them tonight; as usual the Blackhawks are rolling deep and with Marian Hossa restored to the lineup there is truly phenomenal power on the Blackhawks Top 6. Michal Handzus is there, too.
Last time in Dallas the Hawks managed to take 6 penalties: they got away with it because the Stars PP is ranked 29th in the league and, frankly, sucks. However, staying out of the box is always a smart move, yes? On the subject of smart moves, it would be a decent idea to give Antti Raanta another look against the average Sh% Stars, but it looks likely that it’ll be Corey Crawford back in net. Kari Lehtonen will start for Dallas.
The Stars are the definition of “Middle-of-the-pack by pretty much every metric that counts. This is not to say they’re not dangerous: they can hurt you and quickly, as the Ducks found out. As journey’s end for the Circus Trip draws ever closer, a better than .500 record guaranteed, the Hawks will need to watch out for any complacency or thinking ahead to Phoenix. If they can avoid that, then they should be far too strong for the Stars.
Puck drops at 7.30 Central.
Hope you all had a wonderful Thanksgiving and are taking the opportunity to relax with friends, family and a beverage rather than fighting over cut-price TVs in Best Buy.
We’re at the half-way point of the Circus Trip and the Blackhawks seem to have put a couple of chastening losses (in Nashville & Denver) behind them to see off the Jets, Canucks and Edmonton. A win tonight in Calgary will guarantee a better-than 0.500 result from the trip to the West. Injured players like Michal Handzus and and Michael Kostka are returning to the fold, Marian Hossa is available again. Duncan Keith is in imperious form and Patrick Kane is on a record-equalling points streak. Tonight we will see backup goalie Antti Raanta make his first NHL start.
Yet for the last couple of days Hawks fans on the internet, the blogs in particular, have been angry, confused and argumentative. The reason? Head Coach Joel Quenneville and his perplexing personnel decisions (and yes, I know that the decision to send Jeremy Morin to Rockford rests ultimately with Stan Bowman: we’ll get to that)
From the Genius that brought us “John Scott as Power Play Forward” and “Daniel Carcillo On The 2nd Line“, Joel “Stache” Quenneville is proud to present “Michal Handzus: Winger“. I think he’s doing it on purpose at this stage, just to annoy.
DAT CRAWSTINK CANT STEAL NO GAMES MY FRENT!
Chances are, if you spend any time hanging out where the Meatballs be at, you’ve heard this or something similar. This was a common theme even before Crawford’s new contract further fanned the flames of ill-informed fautuousness (Alliteration is fun!)
Remember these guys? You could be forgiven if they’d slipped your mind of late. Despite fighting out some of the bitterest Playoff Series of the last five years and usually managing to pack plenty of incident into their Regular Season games, the Hawks and Canucks only played three times last year. They split a pair of SO victories and a Hawks team sleepwalking to the Presidents Trophy had one of their rare off-nights, dropping a 3-1 decision in British Columbia. The Nucks were then swept out of the first round while the Hawks.. well, we know what they got up to in the Post-Season.
There’s an English soccer chant that goes something along the lines of “CAN WE PLAY YOU EVERY WEEK?”. That’s how I feel about the Winnipeg Jets. They’re bad. Bad with a capital “Beej”. Four more games as hopelessly mismatched as this would be just dandy, thanks (he said, dooming the Hawks to lose the rest of the series) I’ve got some grousing to do, so I’ll get through what was a fun, if forgettable, game as quickly as I can.
- Brookbank at forward. It’s dumb. Q has his reasons (Brookbank deserves to stay in the side but Roszie needs the rotation) but they make sense only to Q.. if you’re playing a guy for 8.14 minutes (and more than half of that in the 3rd when the game was safe) and in an unfamilar position, it’s really doing nobody any good (for the record, Brookbank played 0.47 in the 1st and 2.45 in the 2nd). This may be a one-off, if so fine. If not…
- Patrick Sharp looked to be having “One of those evenings”, drawing iron twice, before another handsome goal from close range. His linemates, Toews & Hossa, were operating at a level so far above Winnipeg that they were on the other side of the Pole.
- Patrick Kane is very, very good at stickhandling. you heard it here 1,254,821st
- “Big Buff” as Foley dribblingly called him all night, did a very good impression of an extremely large headless chicken.
- Seriously, can we play the Jets every week? Please?
- OK, to the angry bit. Yes, it’s the Pardy-Through-the Looking-Glass incident. You’ve all seen it and read about it, I won’t dwell overmuch on the utterly disgraceful lack of respect shown by the couple who grabbed the helmet and dumped the beer. What appalled me was the blatant disregard for Pardy’s safety: here we have a player who has just gone head-first into and through the glass at high speed, so clearly the thing to do is to yank his helmet off his head as hard as you can, because there’s no way that he might have already suffered a serious neck or head injury. For that alone I hope that the guy gets a lifetime ban from the UC. In the UK or Australia he would have been arrested for such conduct.
- The other angry bit, from the same incident, also touches on Player Safety: even while Pardy was draped over the boards with fans and players trying to hold the giant sheet of glass away from his head, his teammates, particularly Anthony Peluso, decided that now was the time to jump Brandon Bollig. Aside from being yet another example of the asinine trend of players trying to fight after hard but legal hits, this was ridiculous. I hope Claude Noel or someone else in the Jets org has taken the time to sit him down and talk to him about ‘Timing’.
OK, so much for that. It’s off to Dallas on Saturday. Peace.