Monthly Archives: April 2011

I fail at life.

I’m incredibly sorry for not posting about these wonderful playoffs, but I haven’t had much time lately.  Until I do find that time, enjoy some entertainment in the form of the delightful Dean Winchester:

Good stuff.  Thank the angels it’s getting another season.

P.S. Go Caps!

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The Dawning…

 I apologize for not posting sooner.  I mean, it’s been over a weel since Crow got fired.  What’s wrong with me, right?  Well, I’ve given it a little while so I can really think about it.

When I first read the text message from the Stars at 2:57 p.m. last Wednesday, the first thing that came out of my mouth was, “Holy jumpin’.”  And then I started to hyperventilate.  It’s not every day that your coach is randomly fired, you know.

This was my initial reaction to Crawford’s firing.

Then I thought about it for a little while and decided that it was a good thing that Nieuwendyk fired him.  When you look at Crawford’s past and see that he went playoff-less in two seasons with LA also, it’s pretty obvious that he’s not workng out.

I will miss him a little, but mostly just his ridiculous hair.  Marc Crawford was obviously not “the guy,” and now I feel like we wasted two years figuring that out.  Oh well.  Shit happens.

So who should we hire next?

Ken Hitchcock. Y’know, we won a Cup with him and stuff.  Never mind that his style gets old after a little while and prompts management to fire his ass.

Guy Carbonneau. Stars alum!  What could possibly go wrong?  Other than the fact that he sucked at player communication during his stint in Montreal, not to mention the awkward fact that he’s Brenden Morrow’s daddy-in-law.  Awkwaaaaard!

Andy Murray. I’ve always enjoyed his angry demeanor, though I’m sure that gets old after awhile.  He also knows how to beat the Stars, so…if you can’t beat ’em, join ’em.  Am I right or…?

Glen Gulutzan. He’s had some decent success with the BB Stars. Maybe that could translate to success in the big leagues?  Or it could be an epic fail.  The jury’s out on this one.

Brett Hull.  No I’m totally kidding.

Yeah.  I’m looking forward to a fun summer. 

See you there.

It’s So Over

There’s not much I have to say except that they didn’t deserve to win.  Sure it would have been nice, but they didn’t deserve the playoffs after such a lackluster effort.

The first period was bleh, as was the second.  The third was the worst.

When Antti Miettinen scored, I appreciated the irony.  I was like, “Mittens! Why’d you do that?”

Then I cried for a bit.

After the game, though, I felt ok.  For some reason, I wasn’t really all that surprised that they’d blown it.  It sucked, oh yes, but I saw it coming. 

This team was so up and down this season, that a loss seemed inevitable.  They fucked up, and I wasn’t at all shocked.  That’s the epitome of this season: when do we come crashing back to reality?

It sucks, but let’s move on.  Our team, next year.

What will happen will happen, and we should accept it when it comes.

Has it really been a year?

So one year ago, this happened.

The year in between passed by all too quickly.  It’s crazy to think that Mike Modano hasn’t played a game in Dallas for an entire year, when it feels like just yesterday that he was tearing up the AAC ice, jersey flapping in the wind.

Times change.  Teams change.

In the past year, the Stars have undergone some massive changes.  In the past offseason, they let go of beloved veterans like Mo, Jere Lehtinen, and Marty Turco.  They acquired our current good luck charm, Adam Burish.

In the past year, the Stars have improved.  A lot.

At the beginning of the season, most Stars fans would have been delighted that we made it this far: so, so close to a playoff spot; completely in the race.  Now, though, our expectations are greater.  Just missing out isn’t an accomplishment; it’ll be heartbreak if that happens.  There’s a feeling around these parts that the Stars are perfectly capable of making the playoffs. We won’t settle for outside looking in.

Tonight will either be the nail in the coffin or a sign of hope.  All that has to happen is a Stars win and a Chicago loss.  Sounds easy enough, right?  Not quite.  Theoretically, it should happen.  That doesn’t mean it will.  But it might.

And while we’re just setting ourselves up for despair, I can’t help but think that we’re still in better shape than we were this time last year.  Even if we don’t make the cut, there’s no denying that we did work this season.

One can’t help but wonder, what’s next?

Keep Calm and Carry On

So we’re not totally out of it.  In fact, I think that this race for the eighth spot will be down to the final games of the regular season.  It’s that close.

The Habs were kind enough to beat the Hawks last night (in overtime, unfortunately…but still).  Side note: Marty Turco is one of the biggest BAMFs ever. Seriously.

And, on paper, we have a nice, manageable schedule.  Theoretically, we should finish the season out strong.  However, these Stars we know and love (and occasionally despise for this) tend to do the unexpected.  Quite frankly, I have no clue what’s going to happen down the stretch.  While thrilling, that is also very scary. 

For now, I’m going to stay calm and believe that they can do it.  The Stars, they’re a resilient bunch when they want to be. 

I think they would be well served to put Raycroft in for a game, though.  Lehtonen has looked tired at times, and I think he’s wearing down because he’s never played this many games in a season.  I mean, I’d hate to screw up any momentum, but I don’t want a tired goalie. 

No matter, it’s not over until Kyle Wellwood sings.