Thursday, April 12, 2007

Goals for the playoffs

Not them, but me.

  1. Acheive a zen state where games don't make you twitch all day long
  2. Twitch from sheer nerves anyways
  3. Find a way to teach people that you spell him P-H-A-N-E-U-F
  4. Revel in the fact that P-H-A-N-E-U-F gets the competition P-I-S-S-E-D O-F-F
  5. Knit a baby blanket while watching games on TV
  6. Abuse an exercise ball while watching games on TV
  7. Try not to acquire the shape of an exercise ball while watching games on TV
  8. Pull off another liveblog.
  9. More good times with the rest of the Flames blogosphere, Exiled-in-Toronto chapter. Once we have some wins in the bag.
  10. Be more focused on things not hockey during the day
  11. Be amazed life exists outside of hockey during the day
  12. More analysis, less emoting
  13. Oh, what the hell. LOTS more emoting!


Hopefully the boys are much more focused than I am. I can only conclude from overdosing on the last couple days of analysis that all the tools the Flames could want to win are in place. I'm reminded again (and I vaguely remember talking about this in the early days of the blog) that Sutter brought this team together not to win games in the regular season, but to win games in the playoffs. So, into the crucible they go...

In a way, I'm glad we're starting out on the road, which will not have the distractions of the Red Mile, the C of Red, Flames Central, and a fanbase which is so tense about their playoff performance that it hurts. I think the mission for tonight is to come out strong and physical, for the D-men to close ranks around Regehr (who of course will not skate tonight), and to start wearing down the Wings as quickly as possible.

I don't have anything else. I'm going to be ecstatic when the game's started, for the simple reason that it's started. Go Flames.

A battle of the special teams

Are you ready? I'm nervous as hell. And it got 10 times worse this morning when I'd read that Mick McGeough is going to be reffing tonight's game. Oh, sweet jesus. Make it stop...

I'm very glad, now, that I won't be watching this game live. No, I'm going to a Blue Jays game (yeah, heathen) and PVRing the game to watch as soon as I get home. So if it becomes the McShow, I'll be able to fastforward past the flailing arms and ill-timed whistles to see the result.

As for my predictions? I think it'll go to seven games.

I think Detroit has a huge edge in coaching.
I think otherwise, the teams are comparable.

I'm very hesitant to make detailed predictions because they're all simply shots in the dark. But, since I'm being forced to make one, I'm going to say (Go Flames Go) Flames in 7...we'll win them all at home and squeak out 1 road win. Hopefully Sunday...

(please...go flames go...please...please)

Wednesday, April 11, 2007

Scoping out the competition

It's come to my attention that quite a few members of the Detroit blogosphere have been poking around, and it's definitely time to return the favour. Now, ordinarily, I really don't pay much attention at all to anything Detroit related, so I've been reading like crazy to catch up. Not that I think it helped much, but at least I got some homework done.

Here's a few of the Detroit blogs which have caught my attention:

Playoff Preview: Go Flames Go edition

Another day and a half to go, and really, I want to get it over with, already.

Bloggers and mass media everywhere have been sacrificing sleep, coffee, and actual social lives in an attempt to predict the outcomes of the playoffs from now till mid-June sometime when the Cup actually gets hoisted.

Am I going to go over the whole league? Not really... as intriguing as some of the matchups are (who doesn't think Ottawa-Pittsburgh is going to be a fantastic series?), there's really only one team I care about.

The fantastic thing about the playoffs is, the reset button got hit Sunday night as soon as that abysmal game ended. The less said about that, the better. Though watching it with most of the rest of the Toronto-based Flames blogosphere helped salve the hurt somewhat.

And now we get to play Detroit four to seven times in a row?

My prediction Calgary in six
Honestly, I do believe we can compete with Detroit, that we can wear them out, we can batter them 'till they scream for mercy. I don't think I'm saying anything new here, but there are things we must do well in the series.

Bash and Smash: Remember when Phaneuf played in the playoffs last year? With the broken foot? He's healthy this year, and as part of Calgary's top defensive pairing, and as a guy with a rep for hitting hard and hitting often, he has got to leave a trail of red-and-white jerseys sprawled on the ice around him. It's even more important with Regehr and Warrener injured, though of course, to what degree none of us know.

There's been concern that we're not as gritty a team as say, went into the playoffs in 2004. Having McCarty or Godard line up for their five minutes a game will help with that, but we need Ritchie, Primeau, Yelle, Nilson, and Friesen to step it up. I've actually been impressed with our third and fourth lines lately, and not because they've been scoring hat tricks.

Tit for Tat: We know how disgustingly talented Detroit is. We simply have to be able to keep up with them. Goaltending is likely our best chance to do that. Hasek is a wild card in the series. Nobody knows whether he'll stay on the keel, stay healthy, or just simply stand on his head while juggling sashimi knives and octopi. This year, things are different though. It may be that Kipper doesn't have outduel Hasek.

We have to take their game back to them. Every time they come down the ice with Datsyuk and Zetterberg, Huselius has to come back the other way and work them over. As does Iggy. And Tanguay. And Langkow. It has been a pleasure to see the most offensively gifted Flames club since the glory days. And I hope they pull out all the stops for playoff time.

Zig and Zag: We have a couple of guys who are question marks, and they need to be on, on, on right now. First one is Lombardi. It's seemed to me since the trade deadline that the coaches don't really know what to do with him, which is a crying shame. This year, nothing has brough a smile to my face faster than Lombardi sprinting down the ice, deking out the goalie, and adding another SHG to his tally.

The other one is Moss. I don't really consider that he's been fully tested yet. He's seemed to have led a charmed season, where really, he hasn't made any glaring mistakes. Of course, whether he can continue this play through the playoffs remains to be seen. I want him to do well, but time will tell.

Speaking of zigging and zagging, one huge positive for the Flames has got to be the abundance of spare parts this year. Every part of the team (except debatably, in goal) is a lot deeper and a lot more talented. No more Brennan Evans this postseason! The Knights down in the AHL have some fine, fine talent, and although I wish them well in their own post-season, at least I know we've got backup.

Expect a couple more lil' blurbs over the next day or so. Dave has to chime in with whatever he wants to say, and there's a few more things I wanted to talk about.

So, a happy belated birthday to Dion Phaneuf (22?? You're making feel old, boy), screw you, Maggie the Monkey, and, Go. Flames. Go.

Monday, April 9, 2007

Shouldn't this be a happy time?

First, my humble apologies to the Toronto Flames Blogosphere for bailing on the meetup due to the flu bug that I seem to have caught from Jarome (who probably got it from Dion). But it's for the better, you may have seen my crying after that game.

I'd imagine most people would be delirious with the thought of making the NHL Playoffs. Normally, I would be too. I still haven't decided if my trepidation is due to the Flames' early exit last season, if it's a result of entering the playoffs on a four game losing skid, if it's a result of the perceived glorious ineptitude of Jim Playfair, or a combination of all of the above. I'm not excited for the playoffs this year, at least from a Go Flames Go perspective. I'm actually dreading them.

Of course, all is not lost. Detroit is probably the best matchup we could've gotten, right? Nashville or Anaheim are just scary to me. But Playfair is the weakest link, again. Sorry to flog this dead horse, but when I agree with Ray "Duh-Wayne" Ferraro something is truly wrong. And yesterday, all curled up on my couch with a security blanket and the NHL on NBC on the screen, Ray Ferraro made a comment I agreed with: Jim Playfair has looked uptight the past few weeks and that's carried over on to the team. I pulled the blanket over my head and groaned. Jim Playfair, the nail-biting, tooth-picking, nervous nelly of a rookie coach is the clear weakest link of a team that's killer on paper.

As far as I'm concerned, the Flames will be out in the first round. I'm not usually a downer, but this just seem that way to me. It's always better to lower expectations and be pleasantly surprised than to raise them and be devastated, right? Truth be told, so long as Vancouver makes an early exit I'll still enjoy this season. But we've only got about one more year with this lineup to win a cup, and I'm hoping we're going to get a coach that unleashes the potential that our team has. What's Brent Sutter up to these days?

I'll be at Sunday afternoon's game in Detroit, by the way.

Saturday, April 7, 2007

Bless you, Nashville

Somebody buy that team a solid chocolate Easter bunny.

Friday, April 6, 2007

The Red Phone

Ring.
Ring.
Ring. The battered red phone hidden in the corner was definitely getting more strident.

The dressing room was dead silent, except for a muttered, "Oh, shit."

Finally, the coach picked up the phone. "Hello?"

The voice on the other end was female. And not amused. "Jimmy."
"Yes?"
"You know who this is, right?"
"Yes?"
"That's right. I used this to bawl Darryl out last year."
"Ooooh. I remember."
"I got results, didn't I?"
"That you did." Then a whisper. "Dear mother of God help me."
"Well. You're lucky. I'm too damn tired to bawl you out right now." A pause. "BUT."
"Yes?"
"You're out of excuses. Not against this team, not with what you have on the line. Are we clear?"
"Yes."
"Good. Now, shut up, and find a tie that doesn't hurt my eyes so much. And gather the boys 'round the line."
"..."
"GUYS!"
"Uhhh..."
"Stop that. Now. You don't want me to force you to go golfing in April. You really don't. What have I been telling you to do all year?"
"Umm..."
"No."
"Uhhh..."
"Keep trying harder!"
A voice pipes up. "You keep on telling us to have no mercy on the other team, to show some killer instinct, and to stomp on them. Preferably on the jugular."
"DING! Somebody give that guy a prize! That said, Jarome, next time I don't want to hear you smile when you say that. You don't have a sense of humour till you can show me Oilers a la roadkill. Got that?"
"Yes, ma'am."
"Trust me on this. Only thing worse this time of year than a tee time is a flight to Europe. A very long, contemplative flight where you get to think about all the screwups this season."
"God, no."
"So you don't want that to happen, you kill off the Avs with this next game, ok?"
"Yes, ma'am."
"And what about the rest of you boys? Jarome was off to a good start last game, where the hell were the rest of you?"
"YES, MA'AM!"
"Happy Easter, by the way. Just don't forget we're celebrating the anniversary of somebody getting nailed up on a cross. Capiche?"
Click.

Dead silence in the room. Just the sound of guys gulping. Hard.

Thursday, April 5, 2007

Deja Vu

The Flames must surely realize by now that we're all going to do our best imitations of broken records until they finally get that damn point, we clinch a playoff spot, and then start getting ready for the real games.

I haven't felt all that engaged with hockey this week, and the calm reactions of many, many people I've talked to, in reaction to what was a flat, embarrassing game the other night confirm what I suspect: we're all waiting for them to get on with it. Either that, or we've been too damn busy planning the night we'll all meet each other, slated for later this weekend.

So. Tonight isn't ideal, exactly, to get on with it. San Jose isn't really one of my favourite teams to play when I'm looking for points in a hurry. Their big lines are clicking again, their goalies are getting over the hiccup that was the couple of months after the All-Star game.

But hey, if we're going to get that point? Why not tonight? All in all, tonight should be a good indication of how far we'll go come playoff time. Road game, tough opponent, stuff on the line. Let's see if we can bring it.

Wednesday, April 4, 2007

Predictable (Colorado Post-Game)

For fear of stirring the wrath of HG, I kept my doubts about last night's game private. To a colleague of mine, I predicted a Sakic hattrick because that guy was simply too talented and too proud to miss the playoffs. I was close: he got four points.

I will also confess to not watching this game. I've got some reasons: I was doubtful of a Flames victory (sure, I'm a bad fan), and watching the Flames lose pisses me right off. I also had a long day at work. But more importantly, I had just acquired Guitar Hero II for the 360...so yeah, I had nhl.com's boxscore up while I rocked out like an idiot.

That said, I'm not overly concerned. I'm sure we'll make the playoffs, and if we don't, I'm sure Playfair will be fired...either way, I'll be a happy camper.

But I'm mostly upset about my recent lack of enthusiasm. There's lots of good hockey left but I think I've resigned myself to an early playoff exit based on the ineptitude of the Flames head coach, and I don't think that's fair to the team. But life isn't fair, I 'spose...

Monday, April 2, 2007

Finish them!

Doubtless this is the highest of the high points to date this season.

Wins on the road? Check.
Wins on the road with a shootout? Check.
Wins on the road while coming from behind? Check.
Wins on the road against playoff-capable teams? Check.

Definitely there's nothing wrong with our offence. We're not dependent on a handful of players to do their thing anymore - these are arguably the most productive and complete four lines the Flames have put out there in years and years. Our defense? Still shaky at times, but with Hale and Stuart there and Zyuzin behaving, it's starting to look on the ice the way it was supposed to look on paper. And goaltending. No question, Kipper is at the form we need him to be in playoffs. He's the big human Gumby we all know and love.

So there's really only one more mission for the boys this season, before they start getting ready for the playoffs. That would be of course, to lock down a playoff berth.

And it so happens that we've got Colorado all lined up, tied to the post, blindfolded, cigarette in mouth. Question is, can we pull the trigger?

Do it guys, do it!