The trade deadline is a tough time of year. So many changes, so many concerns, so much to think about. But I’m just a lowly hockey blogger, it’s out of my hands, and if I let it distract me, I’d be letting down the team. I just have to stay calm, put it out of my mind, and focus on tonight’s recap. That’s what I’m (un)paid to do, to recap hockey games. Settle down, E. Focus on the Thrashers. Focus on the game. We needed these two points. These are big points for us. Can’t afford to let the business stuff get in the way.
1. All previous matches between us and
2. I have to say, Chris Higgins strikes me as a very anxious dude by nature, or at least, when faced with the prospect of having to go play in
3. I want to see more of Grabovski and S. Kostitsyn together. Grabovski’s got great speed and great hands but sometimes doesn’t seem to have much focus- or even the slightest clue what he wants to do, for that matter. The end result can be like Kovalev on a bored night, only more lovable. S. Kostitsyn, on the other hand, is a rat terrier who just needs to learn to perceive goalies as a previously unclassified species of rodentia. They both looked good individually tonight, but I feel like they'd be 39 flavors of (Bela)Russian sexy together (and by ‘sexy’ I mean ‘not at all sexy but very quick on skates’).
4. I have more thoughts and feelings about the Huet ‘trade’ then I can yet articulate. For now, I’ll just say that I respect and admire him as a goaltender, I like him as a person (as much as you can like someone you don’t actually know), and I will miss him- as I’m sure his former teammates will also. Best of luck in Washington, Cristobal, I hope you can carry them to the postseason the way you carried us down the final stretch that first year, and may UFA-dom bring you great wealth and long-term job security with a good organization. One consequence of this is certain: our mid-game manic grin rate has taken a severe blow. Price doesn’t believe in smiling, and Halak always looks like a nervous street urchin who snuck into the dressing room pre-game, put on the goalie equipment, and is afraid that security is going to catch him and kick him out at any second.
5. Now, there’s no question, the Carey Price All-Singing All-Dancing Follies Revue will be the biggest spectacle in
I’ll have my half-assed reaction to the trade deadline tomorrow (or I guess later today, by the time anyone reads this), once I’ve had some time to think it over. Oh, and FYI, a shameless plug: if the several-thousand words per post of my blathering on here are still not enough for you, you can now read bite-sized, word-count limited, profanity-free comments of mine on the Habs (and 29 vastly more qualified folks on the other teams) occasionally at the New York Times’ Slap Shot Blog. See, you know it’s good, because it’s the New York Times, right? Right?