Posts Tagged ‘hits’

With 11 games left to go in the season, the Hawks are solidly in control of their own playoff destiny. When the Hawks lost all-star and team captain Jonathan Toews for an indeterminate amount of time with post-concussion symptoms, many thought it was going to be the backbreaking straw to a wobbling team. Since that time, however, they’ve gone 7-3-3, good for 17 points. Since the trade deadline, when many fans decided to verbally murder Stan Bowman, the team is a ripping good 5-1-1, including wins against Detroit (at the Joe, no less) St Louis and the Rangers.

The game Tuesday against St Louis hearkened back to what we saw in 2010. Down 3-1 after one period to the NHL points leader, the Hawks came back to win in a shootout. They flew up and down the ice and played hard along the boards and in the corners. Active sticks broke up passes. The body was taken, as each team had 29 hits, a great sign for us. A whopping 46 shots were rained upon Jaroslav Halak and the top defensive team in the league. There were even two fights for good measure. For a team fighting for position in the tough-as-nails Western conference, it was about as clutch a win as you could ask for.

Coming down the stretch, we still can’t count on getting Captain Serious back at any point. But even without him, we still should make the playoffs and anything can happen during the quest for Lord Stanley. Wouldn’t that be a story….Hawks get Toews back, get hotter than hell and make a run? That would be storybook stuff, but I digress. So what’s been going right for us since Toews has been out?

  1. The stars are being stars. In our current 5-1-1 stretch, players like Patrick Kane (4 goals, 3 assists), Patrick Sharp (2g, 6a) and Marian Hossa (3g, 6a) have all averaged at least a point per game, which is pretty bitching. Brent Seabrook has been a physical monster, blocking shots and taking the body. Even Duncan Keith has shown flashes of his peak. When you get that kind of production from 5 all-star players, you should be racking up wins and points. These guys all have the big ring and have accepted the added burden. That’s big time, baby.
  2. The role players have been about as solid as you can expect. Jamal Mayers, Bowman’s best off-season pick-up, has been a leader and a physical presence all year and has been even better since Toews has been out. Bowman’s only trade deadline pick-up Johnny Oduya, or as I call him, Campbell Lite, has been a wonderful fit and a stabilizing influence on the blue line. Young Brandon Bollig has been a nice addition to the team while replacing John Scott’s physical presence while actually being able to, you know, skate. Yeah, he gets his ass whupped when he fights, but winning the fight isn’t always the objective. Good thing for him.
  3. The rookies and young players have contributed. Andrew Shaw (20) is a little spitfire with a 350 cubic inch engine up his hindparts and been a sorely needed sparkplug. Jimmy Hayes (22) is a 6′ 6″ 230 lb man-child with a big ol’ hockey butt who has fit in nicely on whatever line he plays on. Marcus Kruger (21), only one year removed from, Elitserien, the Swedish Elite League, has become a demon defensive center and doesn’t mind scrapping in front of the net, even though he’s a bit light in the ass at 180 lbs. He seems to be mature for such a young kid as well. Nick Leddy (20) has improved his game since the Oduya trade and Dylan Olson (21) has looked good enough to play the 3rd pairing minutes he’s been getting. It’s nice when your farm system is stocked and can produce players who can contribute at such a tender age.
  4. The Walking Dead has really been sensational lately. The second season was kinda slow-paced at first, but I didn’t bitch like people did on message boards and such. I figured they were working up to something and haven’t been disappointed. When Shane re-animated and Carl blew his zombie ass straight back to zombie Hell, I about shit myself in sheer bliss. This season has had two legit GASP! moments in zombie-blasting….the barn massacre that ended with Sophia getting dusted and now Shane getting waxed by a kid. Throw in that moralizing windbag Dale being ripped into by a zombie like a fat kid rips into the pizza on Italian Night at Old Country Buffet and you’ve some gooood TV to watch and enjoy. It doesn’t have anything to do with the Hawks, but it’s been pretty fucking badass. I can’t wait to see how the virus has been spreading too. October is too damned far away for season 3.

I can’t really complain about much recently and Toews’s concussion seems to be a big factor in the 9 game skid, which was the only bad stretch we’ve had all season for the most part. All we can hope for is good health the rest of the way. It’s not always the best team that wins a title….many times, it’s the healthiest or the team that gets hottest at the right time. If we get that health, I like our chances of being that hot team. Tonight’s game versus a red-hot Dallas team ripe for some payback should be a tough one in a place we don’t always play well. Let’s hope they keep it up.

I hope you’re happy, America.

I know I am. There have been countless times over the past 20 or so weeks where I’ve made plans on a Sunday only to see them hopelessly disintegrate as slackjawed friends look at me with glassy eyes and respond in a monotone voice, “awww I can’t…football.”

That’s barely a fucking sentence dicklips. Only football would give people the excuse to be lame on a damn Sunday. Do you know how many glorious afternoons have been ruined because all of America has been quietly enslaved by the longest fucking sport in American history?

“But brah, it moves so fast.”

Yeah, but it takes 4 hours to complete thanks to the countless fucking ads that are thrown in there. Look, I like football, but Tebow fucking Christ it’s no damn excuse to waste your life away on a couch while eating Jays potato chips and just generally not accomplishing anything of real note. That’s just stupid to dedicate so much time to one thing.

Ok, fuck you, that game is outstanding and it’s totally not the same thing. I waste countless nights on that game, which doesn’t interfere at all with my very busy social schedule.

What? I’m popular. Really. I am.

Anyway, the game was cool, the Super Bowl was pretty super, and at the end of the day the younger brother who everyone thought was a mouth breathing idiot whose success was credited to the mistakes of others beat the reincarnation of Joe Cool.

Again.

And this loss isn’t even on Brady, Cap’n Clutch did all he could, future Bears washout Wes Welker just couldn’t catch the damn ball.

But whatever, that matters very little.

Eli is Eli-te.

Does football make people stupider? I’m almost convinced of this fact. Conversations during football are restricted to grunts, pass the dip, random yells of excitement and I need a cigarette.

Or is that during sex? Whatever, either way you’re getting stupider.

I know playing football makes you dumber, Raul posed the question, are there any interesting characters in football?

I can’t think of any off the top of my head. Ask me about that in baseball and there’s dozens of guys that have interesting quirks. I mean, baseball players are pretty stupid too, but there’s a special brand of stupid going on in the NFL.

America, we live in a world where stupidity is being celebrated. Football is the stoneage, I’ll just come out and say that. Where else would a self-aggrandizing Christian who can barely perform the functions of his job title be so celebrated?

I mean, football conversations are basic, fundamental, boring almost. “Brah, did you see that hit? Killer brah.”

“Tebow? He just wins games.”

Inherently there is a lot of strategy in football, I won’t deny it, but the football conversations I’ve been having with people aren’t intellectually stimulating.

About the game itself, it was exciting, but ultimately it was about who failed to do what. It wasn’t a shootout like I was expecting, and the defense wasn’t even that great. It came down to who was going to make the fewer mistakes, and the Giants limited those mistakes.

This is fine, I’m glad football is gone, I could go without it for awhile, the Bears suck, the Packers are going to dominate for awhile, the Lions are going to be really good. I mean, my local angle is gone for now, and I’ll be watching basketball more often next year anyway.

The lasting impression from this SB is the historical niche Eli has carved out for himself. It’s fascinating, you can actually have a conversation about who was better, Manning the Lesser or Manning the Greater. That’s fine, Eli’s really good and he can close out a game.

But seriously, brah, that hit, wicked.