Wednesday, May 13, 2009

Loveable Losers? I Think Not...

Looking back at my previous post, I feel like I did a bit too much whining. While I still feel like most of my complaints were justified, they weren't the reason the Wings lost. I do stand by my belief that the Ducks are the dirtiest team in hockey. After watching the replay of the mess at the end on Sportscenter today, I was even more incensed. I didn't get a particularly good look at it as it was happening last night because I was too busy throwing up in my mouth at the thought of Game 7. Sometimes I think that the Ducks have a team money pot where whoever lands the best elbow during the game gets to take home the cash prize. I can't say I was particularly surprised though. What else would you expect from a team that places Chris Pronger.You.Goon in a leadership role?

The fact of the matter is that Anaheim simply wanted it more last night. They came out and played their game, and the Wings sat back and couldn't be bothered to show up. I think at one point I saw an Ikea catalog being passed around on the bench. This is the most frustrating aspect of being a Wings fan. This is a team that has had a legitimate chance to win the Stanley Cup every single year for as long as I can remember. What always seems to do them in is straight-up lack of desire. And that's the one thing that I can't stand. You can't even say, "Oh well, they tried hard, but the other team was just better." It's always, "For cryin' out loud! They're ten times the team XXX is, but their heads were too far up in the clouds to bother winning." It's not that I expect the team to win every year, but it would be nice if they at least showed some effort in their losses. As I write this, it sounds like all hope is lost. I realize that there's still Game 7. However, if the Wings had just showed up for all of the games, they wouldn't even be in this position with their backs against the wall.

Also, Datsyuk needs to pass more. I literally never thought I'd say this. I used to spend Wings games yelling, "Shoot the puck!" at him on TV. Unfortunately, last night, despite the brilliance of his stick-handling, he was doing neither. He would take the puck into the zone and skate in circles, beat every Duck twice (except for Hiller), and then mishandle it and accomplish absolutely nothing. If the game had been a blowout for the Wings, I would've been all for that, but it's really not an effective way to score goals.

That's all I have for now. I'm going to go devote the rest of my day to pleading with the Hockey Gods to get Pav on the scoresheet. This is unfortunate because I have loads of work to do for school the next two days. And we all know that it's flat-out not going to get done.

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