May 15, 2009

Karma, You Wondrous Slut

Western Conference Semifinals, Game 7
Red Wings 4-3 Ducks
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I can't believe we're only halfway done with this shit.  There's nothing left in my tank.  And I didn't play a single shift (scratched; carpal tunnel)

The guys who did play were outstanding.  60 minutes worth of outstanding, to be precise.  From the opening draw they looked hungry, and they looked like the better team.  They've looked like the better team the entire series -- the fact that Anaheim made it as close as they did, having a tie game 57 minutes into the seventh game, is the very reason why I fear them.  All Wings fans hate the Ducks because we can't stand the goonery; but they aren't just goons.  They're extremely tough.  Selanne and Getzlaf were nightmarish at times (I'll say it again, I can't believe Selanne is as old as he is, he's still a highly skilled, dangerous weapon to have), and Corey Perry cashed in on like 25 "right place/right time" goals.  You can try to paint an easy picture, pointing out their lack of speed in certain areas or their over-reliance on one line, but it's never easy with them.  It's always slugfest.

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There were many Wings who had tremendous games:  Hank, Ozzie, Helm, Cleary, and a huge effort from Brad Stuart.  Stuart was phenomenal and I'll go as far as to say he had his best game as a Red Wing last night.  Henrik 5on3berg played an extremely efficient game and led the way.  Cleary jumped into the muck to get the game winner -- a goal that felt so good because of how controversial it was.  I don't know, that one may be hard to get across to neutral fans.  It was actually more rewarding that the series-winning goal was clouded with Hiller complaining he was pushed, and that the whistle didn't blow when about a half dozen other times that same play would've been stopped before the puck went in the net.  Whatever.  We're still due a couple of bounces after some of the crazy shit that has gone on between these two teams.



The penalty killing in this game, or maybe specifically during the 5-on-3's, seemed better than it has at any point during the year.  The game could've crumbled away from us before it really began, but the kill was spectacular.

Credit to the people in attendence, too.  I don't know what it is, but the crowd's dating back from last year in the Finals to now have been a rejuvinated bunch.  It's kind of a weird phenomenon, whatever makes the crowd go to that extra level of loud is beyond me.  But you people did an excellent job of creating a definitive home ice advantage.  It was surely noticeable from where I was sitting (not my parent's couch).

Oh, and speaking of superstitions, and things that are questionable for me to reveal (oh fuck it we're all family here): Game 3, 2002 Stanley Cup Finals .... in a ridiculous attempt at swinging luck in our favor, I thought it would benefit the team if I watched the rest of the game with my pants off.  So, I took them off.  Seriously.  I looked on as, not too long after, Igor Larionov scored in the 3rd Overtime, and I attributed my pantslessness to the victory.  Fast forward to last night, 3-3 game with under 10 minutes to go .... despite being a fully grown man without any history of mental illness, I took my shorts off, thinking this would break the tie.  I swear to God, it worked.  I did it; I helped Dan Cleary score that goal.  Moments later I put the shorts back on and watched the Wings finish off the Ducks.  Now you will know for the rest of time that I watched part of this Game 7 with my shorts sitting next to me on the floor.  And like 80% of whatever loyal readers we had have just deleted TTD from their bookmarks.


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My playoff picks from that Pensblog bracket thing.  I was a Bruin's OT goal from nailing the final four.  However, I'd be more impressed with myself if I actually had the Hawks and Canes making the playoffs before the year started.  My Finals pick is still alive, though.

(UPDATE: I messed up the links.  This whole post was a frustrating struggle to get things to work for whatever reason, and I'm tired as fuck ... so just trust that what I said was true.  And my Finals pick from October was Pens/Wings.)

I don't see how the Canes beat Pittsburgh.  We could be looking at the first Finals rematch in 30 years.  

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There simply wasn't any other option than winning this game.  We're talking about a cataclysmic fallout if the Wings would've lost.  And I'm thrilled to not have to go through that, or think about what would've happened.  Can the Hawks create such an apacolyptic scenario in the next series?  Highly unlikely.  There's no real history between the current crop of players -- that chapter will begin on Sunday.  That "weight of the world" feeling in the Red Wings/Ducks rivalry has been building over multiple years and playoff series .... hopefully a new feud will form over the next two weeks with Chicago.


Take a breather.  Go Wings.

9 comments:

Anonymous said...

I too, was pantless - but at the end of the game. I knocked over my glass of wine when Clearly scored. I'll probably be superstitious about this until the end of time now...

Keith M said...
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Keith M said...

Now you will know for the rest of time that I watched part of this Game 7 with my shorts sitting next to me on the floor. And like 80% of whatever loyal readers we had have just deleted TTD from their bookmarks.And I assume we can extrapolate that into knowing that during some stressful future game you'll likewise be pants-less. I can respect that. In fact, I'd suggest we start a game-time pool: 'Pick the Time of Pants-lessness' Closest to the actual time of pants-lessness has to shotgun a cold one (or something - I'm making this up as I go along...)


Oh, and anybody that can't deal with pants-lessness as a means of influencing the outcome of an important game clearly has no business being here.

AxeMaster9 said...

Tyler I didnt want to say anything during the series as to not jinx our win, but I did feel like it was good karma having the coach of the Mighty Ducks as the (pretty much) logo of your page. You think pants off is strange? I wont even tell you the things my girlfriend and I do to prevent a wings loss. It gets weird.

RT said...

the part i dont understand is why did you put your pants back on for the last 3 mins if it was so successful to begin with?nonetheless, finally corey perry can go back to his true passion...beating up retarded children in wheelchairs

fuck that douche

wings in 4 (as always)

Tyler said...

Valid question RT. I guess I just didn't want to use up all the luck. I've only used it twice over seven years, but you never know the shelf life of these things.

As for our mascot, I'm glad that any residual bad karma from us seemingly supporting the Ducks didn't make a difference. Just let it be known that I ignore all connections between my favorite cheesy sports series and the team the Wings just beat .... the Ducks are the farthest thing away from "Disney" in the NHL.

cmk said...

re: the removal of your pants

I have a friend--a non-hockey fan--who insists that wearing red nail polish is the ultimate in bringing good luck. Thank goodness you didn't go THAT route!!

Tyler said...

Hey, I'm not above painting my nails if I have a hunch that it'll work. And as long as we're on the subject .... another superstition of mine is that I have a Red Wings hat in my bathtub on the days of playoff games. It was born out of the bitter depression of Game 5 of last year's finals (I went into detail about it in the Cup-clinching game recap two nights later). So not only do you all know now that I may be pantsless during some upcoming games, but I will have showered next to a moldy Wings cap that morning. I sincerely hope this is as far into my personal life I will indulge upon; any further and we might be talking about webcams or something.

cmk said...

The power of the red nail polish worked for games 5 and 7--not so much for game 6. Do what you will with THAT info!