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Saturday, November 18, 2006

Even I Am Getting A Little Pessimistic.

This is bullshit.

OK, so maybe I'm more than a little pessimistic.

This team, as-is, should be competing for a playoff spot. This team, as-is, should beat Vancouver and their shitacular one goalie, one-line attack, even on the road. This team, as-is, should seem more goddamn cohesive and fired up and pissed off after losing all these winnable games. This team includes a couple hotheads who have been suspended by the league for head-high slashes (Tkachuk) and have attached prospect-camp types with over-the-head-chops when they get pissed in training camp (Guerin).

This team has a leading scorer (Stempniak) who cannot consistantly get time on the top line and in powerplay situations.

This team cannot play together for more than about two shifts without getting all of their lines jumbled.

This team is fucked up.

And some things need to to happen like NOW, before the next game on Wednesday in Columbus. Columbus is a team in trouble and needs to be beaten. The next game is that Friday against the hated Wings on the road before a Saturday night must-win against a terrible Coyotes team. I expect two wins out of that three-game set.

Actually, that's wrong. I expect three wins out of that set. Columbus is a talented team that is like a rudderless ship. They fired their old coach and their interim deadbeat is just waiting to be replaced. I swear you can watch that balding bitch actually lose hair during a game as he checks email on his Crackberry waiting to hear about the Monster.com ads that he sent email resumes.

The Blues should win that game. These Blues probably won't.

The fucking Red Wings are overrated. They are beatable. Especially in their own overrated building in front of their overrated bandwagon-assed fans. They will be looking past the Blues. Especially these Blues. That game should be stolen. If Legace can't find a way to shut his old team out - the team that made him the starter and then blamed their playoff flame-out on him - the team that refused to offer him a contract after years and years (and years) of loyal service - if he can't beat that team then he should be put on waivers immediately. For me, the greatest test of this latest Red Wings infiltrator is whether or not he can beat the team that he has the greatest desire to beat.

If he can't beat them, what good could he possibly be?

As for the Coyotes, we should have beaten the piss out of them the last time they were here. Saturday after Turkey Day better be a slaughter for that AHLesque squad.

Here's what needs to happen:

Coach Kitchen = Coach Trash Bin By The Curb. If I'd been the lead guy on the buying group, I would have fired Kitchen when I fired GM Larry Pleau and Prez Sauer. Out with the old, in with the new. When that didn't happen, I gave him the benefit of the doubt. He works better with veterans than kids. Fine, now he has vets. He can work the lineup better if he has more talent? Fine, heere's more talent.

But he still seems to mismanage this team. How does he not realize that Dutchie Stempniak (recently called by John Davidson a 'special' player) should be getting PP time and more than 12 minutes a night?

Why, WHY does he continue to juggle these lines? At a recent pick-up beer-league skate, a great player told me that he glanced up to see what handed shot I was before he made a pass. That glance cost him the move/pass he wanted to make. To me, that actually translates to good players at the NHL level, too. If, say, you always skate with a right handed winger and a left handed center, you don't have to take that split-second. If you're a pro, and you have to take a split second to remember WHO is on your line, let alone what hand they shoot with, you are screwing up your team's efficiency.

Kitchen seems to have no idea that familiarity breeds, well, familiarity. He has no idea how to utilize anyone under 30 years old. He seems... he seems like a fantastic assitant coach.

From all our previous reports, Kitchen is an outstanding assistant. He executes the drills, he is in great shape and can work out anyone out there. He can see and execute defensive pairings and schemes. He just seems to be a step behind as a head coach.

In Britain, the Royal Marines are the baddest of the bad asses. I had the opportunity to meet, train and drink with a few of them years ago. The great thing about the Royal Marines is their individual places within the organization. Unlike the American Marines, and unlike almost any American organization, the Royal Marines did not believe in the up-or-out philosophy. In the American military, if you fail to be promoted, you are forced out. In the RoYal Marines, if you like being a private who is a jeep driver, you can stay a private jeep driver for 20 years. You get pay raises commensurate with your years of service and with the cost of living, so you can stay a private jeep driver forever, love your job, be great at your job and afford to luve a normal life doing a job you like. Doesn't that make almost too much sense? How good is your driver if you get a guy who has been doing his less-than-top-level job for over 20 years? He's awesome!

Why does the NHL/hockey business assume the same thing? Why does a great assistant have to become a head coach? Kitchen should be an excellent assistant. We should admitr that. HE should admit that.

But we've come too far for that. Kitchen has to go. Now. He can go become an assistant for someone else (Toronto, I'm looking in your general direction).

Tuesday, November 07, 2006

Happy Birthday, Game Time.

Happy Birthday to us. It was November 6th, 2005 when we made our debut at a Saturday night Red Wings v. Blues game.

Seems like a lot longer than just one year, but thanks a million to all of the staff, subscribers and regular readers.




Sorry I dropped the cake.

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Friday, November 03, 2006

Welcome Flamers!

In anticipation of the Cal-Gary game Saturday, here is their embarrassing "Super Bowl Shuffle" like effort from 1987. Only this one features the Flamers blowing trumpets (not a euphemism - they are actually blowing real trumpets) and some sweet blown-out mullets.



Let's Go Blues!

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Thursday, November 02, 2006

Shhhh. These Blues Aren't That Bad.

I'm starting to get a little possessive about this Blues team. After last year's squad was abandoned faster and harder than New Orleans was by the Bush administration, I got a tad pissed at the local "Blues fans". Far too many people who professed themselves to be Blues fans were busy staying at home in droves and watching "Dancing with the Washed Up Child Stars of American Fat Idol Club at the Surreal Life Extreme Makeover Challenge Gauntlet House".

Because that's compelling.

Now, the Note have a win over the Colorado Avalanche (don't tell anyone that they aren't that good anymore and that they played last night, too) and could get another win over the Calgary Flames on Saturday (psst: don't mention that they are also struggling to find their way and that Iginla hasn't been great since 2002 - the last time he was a ppg+ guy). Get a win Saturday and they then follow up with back-to-back games against the Jackets (who are better than their terrible record, but wildly beatable) and the Blackhawks, who are banged up worse than Corey Lidle's plane right about now.

Get some wins against these teams and people outside of the hockey fanatic's circle might start noticing our team again.

I'd like to see that happen for the team and the new ownership and for the general health of the franchise, but I'll be a little jealous when it happens, too. I like being one of the people who is in on a good secret. And right now, our Blues are a good secret. They play hard. They play solid. They play tough. This team has yet to be blown out of a game, although the Dallas 1-4 loss looks like one. It wasn't a blow-out, as Dallas' late 3-1 marker basically signalled the end of the game, sending the Blues into 'message-sending' mode. But that game was winnable too. Soon people will start to notice. And then we'll all have to move over and sit in our actual seats and have to calmly explain who Dutchie Stempniak is.

I guess I can deal with it when it happens.

Some In-Game Type Notes
The Blues are doing a fanshmastic job of cleaning up the game-day experience. Seemingly listening to fan complaints from the past couple years, the intermission and timeout audio has been cranked down to the level that you can actually have a conversation without a series of "what?!"s screamed after every statement. I like the music that is being played (especially considering how many people are trying to be pleased all at once), but the lower volume is a godsend. This is a hockey game, not a video shoot. Thank you.

The intermission jumbotron presentation has gotten better, too. If they aren't showing a loop of the period highlights (which helps when you didn't see exactly what happened up in the $7 seats), then they are showing shots from the history of the Blues book they published five years ago. Very solid. Tonight they even did a 40 years of Blues hockey retro - which I assume means that will be part of a DVD that we can buy for $20 by the time the season is over.

And, believe it or not, it seems like they are getting that much-maligned ribbon strip under control. In fact, I didn't see a single tire commercial on it all night (must buy new tires at Dobbs). Instead, they worked in some of the graphics I've seen on TV at other rinks. They don't have all the out of town scores up to my satisfaction yet, but I'll give 'em time considering the progress we've made over the last few games.

Anyway, see you Saturday...did you hear that the Blues beat Colorado? Maybe they can beat those high-flying Flames and that MVP Iginla!

Shhhhhh.

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