Category Archives: Vancouver Canucks

On Top

Oh hey, look who’s at the top of the Pacific!

Technically, the Stars and Coyotes are tied at 75 apiece, but Phoenix lost to Pittsburgh yesterday, so we’re there because of total wins.  Hopefully the Stars can pull off a win against the Canucks tonight, though I’m not really expecting it.  It sure would be nice, though…

Anyway.  Here’s a fun story: Even though he’s departed the team, it came out today that we’ve been spelling Nicklas Grossman’s name wrong all along.  See, it’s actually spelled “Grossmann.”  With another N.  Ever since his rookie season.  And he never corrected anyone.

“I guess when I was young coming up I didn’t want to say anything.  That’s the way they put it on the shirt, and I just was going with it.”

He sounds a lot like Jerry from Parks and Rec when his own name was revelaed to be Gary (I was shocked and I nearly died laughing)– doesn’t want to correct anyone for fear of stirring something up.  It’s kind of sweet, actually.  So now I’ll associate Nick Grossmann with Jerry Giegrich.  And I’m totally cool with that.

Yeah.

GO STARS GO.

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Roll With It

Yesterday’s win against the Canucks was huge in so many ways.  We got two points that we never expected.  We won against the best team in the league.  We came together in a perfect, flawless comeback that I won’t forget any time soon.

The first period started off well: a 0-0 deadlock, which is more than anyone usually asks for when playing Vancouver.  However, the Cancucks made it 2-0 in the second off of a couple of soft goals.

Michael Ryder countered with a hell of a one-timer late in the second to cut it to 2-1.  The score stayed like that for awhile…until the final minute of regulation actually.  After receiving a lucky icing call, the Stars managed to get that tying goal with the sixth attacker on.  Steve Ott wonderfully won the faceoff, Sheldon Souray settled it down, and Alex Goligoski shot a perfect shot that deflected off of Mike Ribeiro’s stick and into the net.  My, it was a magnificient tip.

From ESPN Dallas:

“It was a big draw. Otter won it pretty clean, so it gives you more time to do something with it,” said Ribeiro. “Great heads up play from Goose We kind of looked at each other and it was more of a shot-pass than anything else and I was just trying to redirect it on net. I was lucky enough that it went in.”

By the time overtime came, the Stars were buzzing and much more relaxed than they had been the entire game.  They dominated that overtime period.  Vancouver registered no shots to the Stars’ 4.  That last one was the one that mattered, because that was when Trevor Daley took a pass from Steve Ott and sent to a lonely-in-the-front-of-the-net Loui Eriksson who sealed the win.

“It was a great pass,” Eriksson said. “I was open there … so it was pretty easy to put home.”

Here are just some random tidbits about the game…

  • The Canucks were previously 5-0 in overtime until the Stars played spoiler and made them 5-1.
  • This four-game winning streak is the first the Stars have had since October-November.
  • It was a great crowd.  The final attendance number was 18,010, a pretty big draw for our lowly Stars.  The fans came out and were treated well.  But most of all, they treated the team well, chanting “Let’s go Stars” and making me smile.
  • The trade deadline is now over, and the Stars did absolutely nothing. That’s ok, though, because I wouldn’t split up the team right now.  Not now that we’re actually #winning. A week ago I wouldn’t have said good things about the Stars, but now there’s this belief all around that we CAN do this.  We CAN pull this off.

Just roll with it. 

And that’s the story of how the Dallas Stars made a huge comeback against the Vancouver Canucks to stay in the eighth playoff spot.

Out With a Bang

Unless you’ve been living in a hole, you might have heard that we have a new Stanley Cup champion.  Congratulations to the Bruins for vanquishing the Damn Canucks and for starting Armageddon in Vancouver (boy, if that’s what they did when they lost, what would it have looked like if they’d won?).

This Cup final felt so much more emotional than last year’s.  I felt like it was inevitable that the Hawks would win, and they surprised absolutely no one when they did.  This year, though, there was a feeling that Game 7 could go either way, because it had been a truly bizarre series. 

Ultimately, Game 7 was a bit of a letdown, especially if you’re a Canucks fan.  I never like to see Game 7 blowouts, but the game itself was actually pretty intense up until the second Bruins goal.  That was the one that insured a Bruins victory.  The way I saw it was, Tim Thomas isn’t going to give up more than a goal.  If you’re lucky, he might give up two.  In the end, he didn’t give up any.

There have been years where there hasn’t been a definitive Conn Smythe candidate.  This year, though, there was no doubt in anyone’s mind that it would be Tim Thomas.  Thomas played out of his freaking mind LIKE IT WAS NO BIG DEAL.

Plus, he’s much too classy to say what we were all thinking whenever Luongo let in a goal: Tim Thomas would’ve gotten that one.  In the end, Luongolol’s comments came back to bite him in the ass.  Ditto with Daniel Sedin’s guarantee of a Vancouver win.  The Canucks got ahead of themselves, and they paid dearly for it.  Karma, perhaps?  Probably.  The Canucks cheap-shotted and bit their way through the series, unlike the Bruins who only cheap-shotted their path to the Cup.

Anyway, just some random thoughts relating to last night…

Mark Recchi is finished.  Lost in all of last night’s chaos was the fact that it was Mark Recchi’s final game in the NHL.  My oh my, what a way to go out.  Congrats on a fantastic career, Recching Ball.  You will be missed, good sir.

There’s something in the water… I loved the hoodoo/voodoo trick the Bruins did.  It was positively ingenious.  Pouring Garden water on the ice?!  Brilliant!

Tyler Seguin. The kid is 19 (so he can legally drink the champagne in Canada), and he’s already won his first Cup.  To put it into perspective, he hasn’t even been drafted for a year, and he’s already winning.  You go, Seguin.

It was a great Cup final (maybe one of the greatest ever), and it’s nice that it’s over.  However…it is now the dreaded off-season.  109 more days until the regular season starts up again.

It’s going to be a looooong summer…

Game 7 FTW

As if this crazy, bizarre, and throughly entertaining series could end any other way.  Just sit back and enjoy it, because Wednesday’s game will be the last hockey we see for a very long time.  Best of all, there’s really no telling who’ll win.  Just cherish this wonderful series for everything it’s been, because finals like this one are rare.

After the jump, a little gift…

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They are Bruins, watch them roar.

This is lightly late, but whatever.  I don’t think I’ve enjoyed a hockey game these playoffs as much as I enjoyed Game 3.  It’s always nice to watch a team you really, really hate get crushed when it matters most.

The Bruins brought it, there’s no doubt about that.  They were mean.  And I liked it!  I think their lack of real grit and mean-ness was what cost them the first two games of the series (and bullshit, but let’s not talk about that).  We all knew they were the Big Bad Bruins, which is kind of why people tend to hate them, but they weren’t really showing that.  Well…they finally did.

It was pure awesomeness. 

My favorite parts:

  • Tim Thomas’s hit on Henrik Sedin.  Goalies don’t hit that often, but Timmy Thomas isn’t just any goalie, I guess.  I laughed when he hit Ginger Twin 1.  That’s Tim Thomas for you.  He doesn’t take any Canuck’s shit.
  • Lucic taunting Burrows. Ok, so maybe it was immature, but whatever.  Julien yelled at him, so all’s good, right?  I laughed so much at this moment, though.  Maybe it’s because Lusty Lucic gave me a case of the giggles.  Or maybe it was out of intense hatred of Alex Burrows.  Who cares?  It was hilarious.  It was also the last time we’ll see it this series, because there’s now a strict penatly to go along with finger taunting.  Sigh…
  • The Canucks’ pathetic end to the game.  You do realize that all four of the Bruins’ third period goals occurred in the last 8:20 of the period, right?  I’m pretty sure that three happened in the final minute and a half, which is really sad.  The Canucks gave up, and it was a sorry sight.  How ’bout those President’s Trophy winners now, eh?  Sure they’re a good team, but when they get down, they get really down.
  • The last 20 seconds. When I wasn’t too busy crying tears of laughter, I watched the Canucks skate with the puck for the final 20 seconds of the game,  My favorite part was how Luongo was off the ice before the final horn even rang.  It was so beautiful.

I’m not going to really comment on the Rome hit on Horton.  I don’t think there was any malicious intent (as far as assbutts go on the Canucks, Rome isn’t the worst), but it was a dangerous hit to make.  For that, I’m glad he was suspended.

Next up: Tonight.  Versus.  Be there.  As if you haven’t put in your plans already.

Boo. You whores.

I’m still furious over how Game 1 ended.  Furious.  It’s not so much that the Canucks won, but that they scored with 20 freaking seconds left.  20 seconds.  This was me after that goal:

I mean, COME ON.  That was a flawless game, but then one of the Canucks’ stupid gingers (I believe it was Raffi Torres, that useless meatsack) scored. 

Anyway, what a fantastic game!  You just never know what you’re going to get in a Game 1, especially in the Finals.  If you recall, last year’s Game 1 ended 5-6, because everyone was like, “LOL wut defense?”  Then Thomas Kopecky of all people scored the winner.

I know that Timmy Thomas was the only goalie to let in a goal, but can I just give him all the trophies now?  Luongo was good, but Thomas > Luongo.  Some of Thomas’s saves were simply ridiculous.  If the Bruins win any games in this series, it’ll be because of Thomas.

Next Up: Game 2, Saturday @ Vancouver.  Be there.

Why Can’t We Be Friends…

Over at Battle of California, an amusing little blog, commenters named their top 5 most loved and most hated teams.  I’m a list junkie, so I thought I’d throw one together and share it with the world.

My Top 5 Most Loved Teams…

1. Dallas Stars.  Duh.

2. Washington Capitals.  They might choke in the playoffs, but they’re the most exciting team in the league.  Plus, I have this irrational love of Alex Ovechkin and his BFFs, Nicky Backstrom and Sasha Semin.  The Caps are my fall-back team, and I support them on the Stars’ off-nights.

3. Chicago Blackhawks.  I’ve really embraced the Hawks this year.  I don’t know what it is about them, but they’re just so likeable.  From 20 Cent to Captain Serious to the handsome Patrick Sharp, they’re a mixed bag.  Sadly, they’re only half the team they once were.  Now I might have to root for the Atlanta Blackhawks.

4. Tampa Bay Lightning.  I loved B-Rad and his besties, Vinny Lecavalier and my munchkin, Marty St. Louis, back in their Cup year and I still love them. I’m glad that they’re getting better because I really do like them. 

5. Carolina Hurricanes.  My fifth most favorite team is kind of a default.  in case y’all didn’t know, Jussi Jokinen is one of my favorite former Stars ever.  I follow him more so than others partly because I have an easier time rooting for the Canes than, say, Nik Hagman and the Flames.

The 5 Least-Loved…

1. Pittsburgh Penguins. I don’t like teams that get a lot of concessions from the league, like the Bettman Penguins.  My hatred of the Pens is part jealousy, part anger.  I’m jealous that they were able to snag Crosby and malkin because of the lockout.  I’m jealous that they always seem to win everything.  I’m jealous that they have Sidney Crosby.  The anger stems from 1991 and 2009 when they beat a couple of my teams.  I just don’t like them.

2. Anaheim Ducks.  They’re a division rival, and even though we seem to beat them a lot, I still can’t bring myself to like them.  The Ducks are a dirty team with the likes of Chris Pronger, Corey Perry, James Wisniewski, et cetera.  I think the only players I like on Anaheim are George Parros and Jonas Hiller.  I love Teemu Selanne, but his future remains up in the air.

3. Vancouver Canucks.  Alain Vigenault is a whiner.  His whining about every little call irks me to enormous levels.  Then I don’t like Luongo and his arrogance or Burrows and his pestiness.  Plus, I don’t think I’ll ever forgive them for 2007.  Ever.

4. Ottawa Senators.  Part of the hate comes from my masochistic love of the ?Leafs.  By default, I guess I’m supposed to hate the Sens.  And I do.  I can’t even explain why I don’t like them; I guess there are just teams that do that to you.

5. Team Canada.  I have nothing against the country or anything, but I do not like Team Canada’s hockey teams.  It’s no fun watching them win every gold medal that comes their way.  The 2010 World Jr.’s (starring Jack Campbell!) were sweet, sweet revenge.

So.  That’s it.  Back to hockey withdrawal…