I Don't Deserve This... Hawks 2, Preds 3
Deserves got nothin' to do with it. That sucked. Really sucked. The Hawks played well tonight. Chicago came out with energy, they played the smart game, made quick, short passes, good decisions in their own end and played most of the game on Nashville's side of the ice. Much like giving Lard Lad back his donut, an effort like this was supposed to end horror.
It didn't. If this wasn't the continuation of a 9 game losing streak on a the ass-end of a nightmare of a road trip you could chalk it up to a great night from Pekka Rinne and laugh it off. But fuck if this one doesn't sting a bit.
You now have two choices:
1. You can whinge and bitch and cry and scream for firings and trades and reciminations (which case the Shoutbox is to your left).
2. Get over it. Yes, this stretch sucks. Even when the Hawks played a rare good game on this trip, they didn't win. We can't fix it. Whatever happens from here, whether it be a Phoenix rising from the ashes or one of the greatest crash-and-burns of all time, you're not going to do a damn thing about it. So sit back, enjoy the ride and you can call for mass firings if Hawks don't reach the playoffs (again, Shoutbox on your left).
Really, that was going to be a lot more uplifting when I started it. Ah well, here's Lard Lad:
Marian Hossa - Hossa finally went and got hisself a goal. And while he still mishandled a couple of passes in un-Hossalike fashion but for the most part Marian was excellent, keeping possession of the puck and skating around doing whatever he wanted.
Jump. Energy. Chutzpah. Zazz. Whatever you want to call it, the Hawks showed it tonight. In fact, the Predators first goal came because they were probably too amped up. Jonathan Toews and Nick Leddy both went for the puck carrier and missed, as they tried to recover, Patrick Sharp went to cover Leddy's spot and Ryan Suter was able to wander into the high slot unmolested to bury a shot.
Is there anything worse than completely outplaying a team only to be stymied by Pekka Rinne? I think not. Fuck you, Pekka Rinne.
Also, Valentine's Day. I'm not single and my wife doesn't give a shit about the holiday, but nobody really likes it, do they? Restaurants are too crowded, flowers are 10 times what they'll cost next week and those boxes of candy are fucking awful. Can't we as a society just agree to ignore the whole thing? Does the greeting card industry really have this much juice?
Up Next - Hawks at the red hot New York Rangers on Thursday. It's a 6pm start which is perfect for Forklift, because he's just getting home from dinner at Denny's at that time.