Sunday, May 31, 2009
SCF Game 1 Final Score: Wings 3, Pens 1
It's going to be tough for me to blog these finals in any sort of real time. I can hardly stand to watch them live — frequently I have to turn the sound off. (What happened to Eddie Olczyk in Pittsburgh to make him hate the Penguins so much? How long can you carry that much of a grudge after getting fired for doing a lousy job? And NBC hires this man to cover Penguin games?) And sometimes I just have to walk away from the television, and watch later off the tape. (It was like this last year too, although I wasn't blogging about it.) Times like these I am reminded of why I have traditionally been more of a baseball fan: it's way easier on your nerves. Especially if you're a Pirates fan, where watching their games is usually better than 10 milligrams of Ambien.
I'm certainly not happy after last night's loss, but I'm not in panic mode, either.
So here's all the stuff I'd put up if I were doing a big post-game post. Seth gets paid for his time, so just go on over to Empty Netters and read it there. Here's his in-game report (he was at JLA for the game). Sometimes I think I should just quit doing this, and post a daily link to Seth's blog instead. But then I'd get bored.
So we've all had a night's sleep, and get back at 'em tonight. As much as everyone (at least everyone in Detroit) has whined and moaned about opening with two back-to-back games, this is one area where baseball has an advantage: after a loss, you don't have much time to dwell on it. Put it behind you, do better the next night. And if it hurts the gimpy geezers in the red shirts to play hard two night in a row, well, tough noogies.
This Detroit team reminds me of nothing so much as the Soviet Olympic teams I watched every four years when I was growing up. Old, cold, impersonal, mercenary, machine-like. The Borg of hockey. Red jerseys, too.
I'm certainly not happy after last night's loss, but I'm not in panic mode, either.So here's all the stuff I'd put up if I were doing a big post-game post. Seth gets paid for his time, so just go on over to Empty Netters and read it there. Here's his in-game report (he was at JLA for the game). Sometimes I think I should just quit doing this, and post a daily link to Seth's blog instead. But then I'd get bored.
So we've all had a night's sleep, and get back at 'em tonight. As much as everyone (at least everyone in Detroit) has whined and moaned about opening with two back-to-back games, this is one area where baseball has an advantage: after a loss, you don't have much time to dwell on it. Put it behind you, do better the next night. And if it hurts the gimpy geezers in the red shirts to play hard two night in a row, well, tough noogies.
This Detroit team reminds me of nothing so much as the Soviet Olympic teams I watched every four years when I was growing up. Old, cold, impersonal, mercenary, machine-like. The Borg of hockey. Red jerseys, too.
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