The OHL Champion Spitfires dropped their first two games of the Memorial Cup tournament (to Drummondville and Rimouski) before beating Western powerhouse Kelowna to force a tiebreaker on Thursday night vs. Rimouski. The Spits were down two goals entering the 3rd period in that game, but Leaf prospect Dale Mitchell scored 3 goals in 3:33 of the third period to propel the Spits into the lead; Windsor won the game 6-4 to earn a berth in the last night’s semi-final vs. Drummondville. In other words, the Spits have taken the hardest possible road to get to the Cup Final. A physically large and very talented Kelowna Rockets club has been waiting since Wednesday night, watching the other 3 teams clobber each other in an effort to get to the Final. If the Spits win the Memorial Cup, they will be the first team to do so by going through the tiebreaker procedure in the history of the tournament.
Here’s Adam Henrique’s winning goal from overtime last night:
First period: Two early chances for Taylor Hall, then a frantic series in the Windsor zone at about the 3 minute mark in which Engelage is down and out and Adam Henrique collapses to the front of his goal (I think) and makes a terrific block on a sure goal from Riendeau. Drummondville is buzzing; I believe they have the generally superior team speed. If they are able to keep that kind of pace up, Windsor will be in trouble. On the other hand, if the Spitfires are able to keep the pressure on Drummondville over the entire ice surface, disrupting their flow, the Spitfires will win.
Things seem to be settling down a wee bit; the teams are racing back and forth a bit. It is encouraging to see the Spitfires breaking up some of the Drummondville rushes, but these wide open opportunities at the feet of Engelage are obviously not on the menu. As an aside, why the hell are we doing an in-game interview with coach Bob Boughner less than seven minutes in to the game? Is he really likely to have gained a lot of insight into the game at that point?
Dale Mitchell is down and hurt at the Drummondville blue line after a collision with Drummondville defenceman Ryan McKiernan, resulting in the game’s first penalty (for kneeing). Nemisz blasts one wide left from the slot. The power play – for a change – is actually maintaining control of the puck in the offensive zone. The PP is over now, Cousineau wasn’t seriously challenged, but he was required to make a couple of quick saves; the penalty has been served. Windsor seems to have begun dictating play once again, but then a loose puck is recovered by Jonathon Brunelle in the Windsor zone and a battle for the puck in the corner leads to a Windsor penalty. Engelage makes a huge save on a wide-open Vachon to keep the game scoreless. Timmins and MacDermid manage some good pressure down ice while shorthanded and force a couple of face offs. The penalty is killed successfully. A minute or two later, Johnathon Brunelle is trying to do a preview of the Indy 500 in the Windsor zone; he’s carrying the puck around and around the perimeter of the zone, occasionally centring the puck dangerously and – just as often – recovering it himself. Thankfully, that little flurry ends harmlessly. Click here to continue reading Spitfires vs. Voltigeurs: A Little Sumpin’ Special Maybe?
First period: The best early scoring chance went to Rimouski; Spitfires goaltender Andrew Engelage stood tall on a long two on one and made an excellent save with his right arm on a quick wrist shot. There was another amusing moment when Windsor’s Adam Henrique finished his check with authority on Oceanic defenceman Emmanuel Boudreau, sending Boudreau into the boards heavily where Rimouski backup netminder Matthew Dopud was standing, toppling the bench-bound Dopud unceremoniously to the seat of his pants in the process.
The opening goal came from Windsor’s Eric Wellwood on a nice pass from Henrique; the feed put Wellwood in tight alone on Oceanic goaltender Gougeon, where the Windsor forward made a quick move to his backhand and deposited the puck deftly in the net between Gougeon’s legs. Rimouski roared right back with a goal from Piche, but the Spits had a quick response of their own: a soft goal on a right-wing wrist shot from Scott Timmins past Gougeon’s glove. The game was off to a great start with three goals in a minute and seventeen seconds, all in the first nine minutes of play. Not long after, Lane MacDermid took a boarding penalty in the Oceanic zone that Rimouski converted almost immediately into a power-play goal by Caron; that marker was produced by Spitfire forward Greg Nemisz’ failure to clear the puck on an opportunity immediately after the face-off, and a nice bit of passing by Rimouski’s Cornet and Cormier. Eric Wellwood had another terrific opportunity late in the period that he produced almost entirely by himself with his explosive speed, but his shot high to the blocker side went over the crossbar. Less than a minute later, Emmanuel Boudreau’s shot from the Windsor blueline went through a forest of players past Engelage for a 3-2 Rimouski lead. The Oceanic had an excellent opportunity to go up by two goals near the end of the first while shorthanded when Nemisz handled the puck carelessly from the point position on the power play, had his pocket picked by Boudreau and Boudreau fed the puck to Caron on an odd-man rush. The conclusion of the play saw Engelage down and out and clearly unaware of the whereabouts of the puck, but the disc was recovered and cleared to safety before the Oceanic forwards could retrieve it and fire it past the prone Windsor netminder.
Windsor seemed to begin the period applying excellent early pressure on the Rimouski puck carrier all over the ice. As much as I like the way Scott Timmins plays, it has to be said that the Spits seemed to sag perceptibly following Timmins’ careless boarding penalty and the quick Rimouski powerplay goal that followed. When the pressure evaporated somewhat, Rimouski seemed to get its skating legs and to generate some consistent offensive pressure of its own.
Second period: Early in the frame, Sptifires winger Austin Watson – who has been in the lineup since Justin Shugg injured his collarbone earlier in the tournament – took a delay of game penalty; Watson got caught clearing the puck directly over the unusually low glass in the Rimouski Colisée. The Spits killed that penalty thanks to some nice work from Ryan Ellis, Scott Timmins and Lane MacDermid. Much of the first half of the period was spent with the teams basically trading end to end rushes, though near the 12 minute mark sonsecutive shifts by the Timmins line and the Loktionov/Hall/Nemisz trio generated some sustained cycling pressure in the Oceanic zone. The Spits made a strong bid for the tying goal with seven and a half remaining in the period when Hall recovered a puck in the Oceanic zone, cycled it to Ryan Ellis on the point and Ellis launched a bomb that rang off the post behind Gougeon. The Spitfires very definitely began applying significant and sustained pressure in the offensive zone during this period. The Timmins/MacDermid/Watson forward line managed to draw a holding penalty from Patrick Delisle-Houde with a little more than 6 minutes remaining in the frame. Some terrific penalty killing by Oceanic captain Olivier Fortier produced some dicey moments directly in front of Andrew Engelage on the powerplay as Windsor’s powerplay again struggled to control the puck for sustained periods in the offensive zone. Strangely, with the penalty killed and Timmins’ line on the ice again, the Spitfire pressure seemed to immediately return and Oceanic goaltender Gougeon was called upon to make a terrific pad save on Lane MacDermid who recovered a loose puck in the slot on a scramble and whipped a shot right on target that Gougeon not only blocked, but controlled and froze. Ben Shutron got his stick up on Boudreau off the ensuing face-off and Rimouski went to the powerplay. Veilleux had two excellent chances, one of which was defused by Timmins and the other of which resulted in an Engelage save. Moments later, Sebastian PIché hit Cormier in stride up the middle to put the Oceanic forward in alone on Engelage. Cormier made a backhand to forehand deke to fool Engelage and deposited the puck in the empty net behind him to put the Oceanic up two goals. With a little more than a minute to go in the second period, Ryan Ellis had a wide open chance from the high slot and drilled one shoulder high at Gougeon, who seemed to get a small piece of it on the way by. To add insult to injury, Rimouski appeared to have cleared the puck over the glass in the final minute in such a fashion as to warrant a delay of game penalty call, but none was forthcoming.
Windsor must have felt unlucky to find themselves another goal behind as the second period drew to a close, having generally been at least as good as (if not superior to) the Oceanic throught the game and the period. Cue the 3rd period magic.
Third period: The Timmins/MacDermid/Watson line produced some early pressure in the first two minutes of the period. With 18 minutes to go in the period, Rimouski’s Caron recovered a loose puck in the Windsor zone and attempted to feed it to an open man in front but Dale Mitchell alertly deflected the centring attempt to defuse a dangerous opportunity. Less than two minutes later, Wellwood rushed up the left wing, lost the puck after a heavy check but it was recovered by his linemate Loktionov, as Windsor pursued the puck smartly. Loktionov circled the Oceanic net and centred it. Dale Mitchell had stealthily positioned himself at the top of the crease; Mitchell showed good hands under pressure to recover the puck and slip it past Gougeon to draw the Spits within one. The Timmins line again produced pressure on the very next shift, causing Cormier to draw a hooking penalty on Austin Watson off the left post. On the ensuing power play, Loktionov recoverd a puck on the left wing boards and fed it to Taylor Hall, who showed excellent vision dishing the disc to Mitchell – alone again – in the slot. Mitchell’s quick wrist shot beat Gougeon cleanly high to the glove side and the game was tied six minutes into the third. On the very next shift (and only thirty seconds or so on the clock later), Rimouski took another penalty, this time following a neutral zone hook on Windsor defenceman Mark Cundari by Oceanic winger Logan MacMillan. Moments later, Ryan Ellis took a wrist shot from the point that Gougeon had difficulty controlling; when it dropped to his feet Mitchell was again standing on the doorstep to bang the biscuit home. In three and a half minutes, the Spitfires had gone from two goals down to a one goal lead. All of a sudden, the Spitfires could do no wrong and the Oceanic were clearly stunned by their reversal of fortune. The Oceanic had their chances to tie the game up, particularly on a powerplay with about seven minutes to go (Rob Kwiet had been sent off for tripping); Engelage made a couple of terrific stops and Windsor’s recent success seemed to go to their legs, as the early pressure throughout the ice surface seemed to return to the Spitfires’ game. The game seemed to be setting up for a pretty dramatic finish when, with two minutes to play, Boudreau took a hooking penalty (and a highly questionable one at that – a one handed dig in the corner that seemed not to interfere with the Spitfire player’s progress at all). Desperate to try and even up the manpower situation, Rimouski coach Clément Jodoin called for the measurement of Andrew Engelage’s goal stick. The goalie’s cue was ruled to be legal and the Oceanic were accordingly assessed a two minute minor for delay of game, leaving them two men down for basically the remainder of the game. In the dying seconds of the game, Loktionov found Greg Nemisz standing unmarked off the left post for an exclamation point goal at 19:59 of the 3rd.
The karma of the Memorial Cup seems to slowly be shifting in the Sptifires’ favour; after failing to win the Cup in 1988 after losing only one game of their last 40 (and that coming from a bad third period in the final) and dropping their opening two round-robin games to opponents generally believed to be inferior this time around, the Spits are starting to get a couple of breaks. Leaf fans should be thrilled at the performance by Leaf prospect and noted hipster doofus Dale Mitchell, who showed that he could find open spaces and that he can put the biscuit in the basket from in close, all while under pressure in key situations in the season and game. He’s not going to be Brett Hull, but he might just have a few twenty goal NHL seasons in him; more importantly, he might be the kind of guy that can be counted on to find a spot to shoot from and to make no mistake in hotly contested playoff matches, should post-season hockey ever become part of the Toronto hockey experience again.
On to tomorrow night and a rematch against Drummondville. I am convinced that the Spitfires have yet to play their best game in this tournament; they started strong tonight but got a little derailed after running in to penalty trouble and getting burned. They seemed to be getting rattled again in the second period when they were clearly the better team but saw no success on the scoreboard, then felt they were getting hosed by the refs. Somebody said something in that dressing room at the end of the second period that focussed the team on the job at hand. Huge kudos to Windsor coach Bob Boughner, who seems to understand very well the role of a responsible energy line in getting a team pulling all together on the same rope; Boughner consistently goes to the Timmins/MacDermid line (recently rounded out with rookie Andrew Watson) to produce pressure and get his skill players going.
Here’s hoping the Spits can keep their heads and play through their fatigue tomorrow: win one more and we get to play for the Big Trophy. Go Spits Go!!!
This tournament owes us one, dammit. I still believe.
After dropping round robin games to Drummondville and Rimouski to kick off the tournament, the Spitfires faced off tonight against a Kelowna Rockets team that had already clinched a berth in the Tournament Final on Sunday. Whereas the Spits had to win to keep any hope alive of moving along in the tournament, the result of the game was meaningless to Kelowna. It looked to me as though the Spits had actually caught a bit of a break in that regard; the asymmetric motivation showed, as the Rockets seemed to lack a sense of urgency at times in their play.
I couldn’t bring myself to live blog the game; I had to do something to change the mojo after two live blogs and two crushing losses.
An even first period produced no scoring, with fairly even – but tentative – play on both sides. In the second period, with Windsor forward Adam Henrique off for hooking, Kyle St. Denis tipped in a Tyler Myers drive from the point to give the Western Hockey League Champs an early lead. The Spitfires had been pressing somewhat, and a team of lesser character might have sagged then and there, decided it wasn’t to be and prepared to go home. These Spitfires, though, refused to die.
Taylor Hall hit two goalposts in the second frame. Kelowna’s Mark Guggenberger also lived up to his nickname – The Guggenburglar – on a couple of occasions, stopping quality Windsor bids to score. Finally, a Spitfire goal was had in the way goals are often scored in such circumstances, by crashing the net and getting a crazy bounce into the net. Hall was credited with the goal, and the Spitfires seemed to draw energy from both that and a series of penalty kills as the second period drew to an end.
Ryan Ellis scored for Windsor early in the third, giving the desperate Windsorites a tenuous 2-1 lead. After only a few more minutes, Kelowna was in penalty trouble and the Spitfires began pressing to score an insurance goal. There were a couple of extended 5 on 3s, the second of which featured the most inspired bit of penalty killing I have seen in quite some time. Remember this name: Cody Almond. The Kelowna defenceman blocked 4 shots, all of which were heavy blasts from the high slot, all of which Almond blocked at point blank range, and all of which he got in a single shift. Remarkably, the Spitfires failed to score.
The game came to a conclusion with some intelligent forechecking on the part of the Spitfires; pressure in the neutral zone and up ice prevented the Rockets from getting goaltender Guggenberger out of the net and mounting a serious bid to tie the game.
So now the Spitfires will play a tiebreaker game on Thursday against either Drummondville or Rimouski. They will have an opportunity to move on. They will have an opportunity to control their destiny and mount a challenge for the Memorial Cup. It will be a difficult road and a LONG road if the Spitfires are to play in the Championship Final – they will have to win the tiebreaker and then the sem-final before playing for the Cup on Sunday. Teams do not generally take this road to a Memorial Cup championship; but like I said, this tournament may owe the Spits one yet. I remember the way this tournament took a championship from the Spitfires in 1988. I’ll say it again: the Spits won 39 of their last 40 games that fateful season; the only one they lost was the Memorial Cup final – and they had gone into the third period leading in that one too. It’s been a rocky road so far in this tournament, with many folks writing that the Spitfires were favourites who had disappointed; there still remains an opportunity for the Spits to achieve something very special.
They could win one the hard way. Go Spits Go!!!!
Notes: Strong play again tonight from Scott Timmins and Craig Nemisz. Ryan Ellis was an absolute beast; he made one diving play on the third period powerplay to keep the puck in at the Kelowna blueline that showed he has the heart of a champion. That kid can play. Taylor Hall continued to get a raft of scoring chances, but showed some immaturity, I think, taking a couple of foolish penalties late in both the second and third periods that could have proved fatal. For the Rockets, Myers and Benn both look like rock solid pro prospects, and – if Cody Almond hasn’t already been drafted – he should be simply on the basis of that one penalty-killing shift alone. Leaf fans will be a little disappointed to hear that 3rd-round pick Dale Mitchell had little impact on this game. He did take an elbow to the throat that went unpenalized, but beyond that didn’t generate energy the way he did in two previous games.
I promise I will post something about last weekend’s bizarre gardening accident soon; I really did mean to put the finishing touches on the tale today, but – for reasons that will become apparent when you read the story – I have been taking some pain killers that make a nice sunny day a sort of Woodstock-type of experience for me. The effect is somewhat enhanced by the addition of Robaxacet – check – and, in the end, I been feelin’ groovy all right. I’ll be damned though, if my fingers will work properly and I’m having trouble thinking of that what do you call it, that…um…”word.” Which makes it hard to write coherently, or at least as coherently as is my usual custom here.
You’ll just have to get on without me today.
Happy Victoria Day everybody! Now, speaking of bizarre gardening accidents…
NB: I booted up the computer and sat transfixed during the first six minutes or so of this game. The action was back and forth like crazy to begin with. The first couple of paragraphs are a summary of what happened to that point; thereafter, the time-denoted comments came as the game unfolded.
First period:
A frenetic opening 6:20 saw an immediate chance off the opening draw for Rimouski (which I think was blocked by Engelage) and two other odd man rush opportunities. One rush in particular seemed sure to produce a Rimouski goal; the two Oceanic forwards were well separated and the puck carrier beat the Windsor defender with the pass. It was obvious that Engelage would not be able to go side-to-side to stop the sure goal, but the pass deflected off the Oceanic player’s skate and – instead of a goal – there was no shot whatsoever.
The hitting is heavy – Ryan Ellis takes out Rimouski’s Veilleux when Veilleux glances down at the puck as he skates over his own blueline and into the neutral zone; Ellis seems to pounce on him and nails Veilleux with a clean check that seems to stun the Oceanic forward, possibly causing some dental damage. Veilleux gets up and heads down the corridor to see the dentist and to reconsider the wisdom of looking at the puck with Ellis on the ice.
12:45 remaining – Loktionov and Taylor Hall in on 2 on 1 on Oceanic goaltender Gougeon, Loktionov’s pass makes it to Hall but Hall cannot bang the puck home as he careens past Gougeon.
9:27 remaining -Rimouski’s Boudreau takes a penalty for hooking that gives Windsor its first power play opportunity. The unit looks much more organized than it has in the last few games. Nemisz, Loktionov, Ellis, Hall and Kwiet work the puck around the Rimouski zone but produce few shots that actually get through and on net – Hall has one from a sharp angle off the right wing post that is easily blocked by Gougeon. Rimouski manages a couple of effective shot blocks that produce rebounds that either clear themselves out of the zone, or are easily cleared. Click here to continue reading Live Blogging Rimouski vs. Windsor: Memorial Cup 2009
NB: I really started live-blogging a few minutes into the 2nd period; the bits about the first period were notes I was keeping to do a recap,.
Go Spits Go!!
Pre-game ceremonies underway: if the PA announcer doesn’t pick up the pace, Windsor’s Memorial Cup participation drought could easily stretch from 21 to 22 years before the puck drops.
Early flurry and big chance on Engelage; the Windsor goaler looks a little lost, and like he’s turning the wrong way. Another couple of early chances in the Windsor end for the QMJHL champs, and Windsor is looking a little bit like a team that hasn’t played a game in over a week – which is what they are.
There was a strange discussion by the Sportsnet announcers during which they observe that Taylor Hall has so many gold medals, he might easily be mistaken for Mister T, “but with a better haircut. Same beard though.” The two announcers laugh and the next word out of the play-by-play guy’s mouth is “Blacker…”, which I incorrectly mistake for a moment as a startlingly inappropriate (and somewhat confusing) continuation of the jest, rather than a reference to the Windsor defenceman.
Jesse Blacker gets crunched on a cheap-shot elbow in the Windsor zone by Sean Couturier. Blacker had gotten rid of the puck long before the hit and wasn’t looking when Couturier tried to force feed him an elbow. I think I could learn to dislike these guys. The Windsor power-play looks mostly disorganized, except for one brief bit of sustained pressure; again, like a team that hasn’t played in a while (though also oddly reminiscent of the way the PP looked during Game 4 of the OHL Final vs. Brampton). Click here to continue reading Memorial Cup: Live Blogging Game 1 vs. Drummondville
I think the first virtue is to restrain the tongue: he approaches nearest to the Gods, who knows how to be silent, even though he is in the right.
– Cato
It ain’t a bad plan to keep still occasionally even when you know what you’re talking about.
– Kin Hubbard
I had the inestimable pleasure of watching Game 7 of the Boston-Carolina series last night on TSN. Gord Miller was the play-by-play announcer and Pierre McGuire was the colour man providing his amplitude-enhanced analysis literally throughout the program.
Those who have survived broadcasts featuring Mr. McGuire’s garrulous, high-decibel work will know, or certainly suspect, that he has never had a thought pass through his mind that did not (in his opinion) warrant being related aloud immediately. These frequent and vociferous pronouncements, packed quickly and tightly into the sometimes miniscule or imperceptible gaps between the play by play, may seem – to those unfamiliar with Pierre’s unfortunate condition – unusual or even objectionable. Click here to continue reading Pierre McGuire: He’s Barking, I’m Mad
“Ovechkin, unassisted”; in addition to being the offical scorer’s line on Washington’s first goal tonight, those two words provide a useful guide to most of the series between the Capitals and Penguins.
The NHL zebras aren't the problem, Caps fans
As I write this, the third period is winding down and running out the clock on the Capitals’ season. Already, the fans of DC’s hockeyists at Japers’ Rink are lamenting their fate, turning on their team and blaming the referees in earnest. Caps fans are convinced that the zebras are against them in general, likely because of a suspicion (rooted in paranoia, but also based on the Penguins’ historical dominance over their club) that the league is in the tank for their poster boy, Penguins forward Sidney Crosby. Going in to this game, the Caps had been shorthanded 11 more times than their Pennsylvanian rivals; the conspiracy theorists would have you believe that this is evidence of bias in the officiating, but it’s not. The officiating has been terrible – Laich’s penalty with two minutes to go in a tied game 6 was brutal, and the penalty on Morrisonn at the eleven minute mark of the first period tonight was laughable. It is true that the Penguins’ goal on the ensuing power play ignited the rout. But all in all, the Caps were undisciplined and reckless; that type of play inevitably results in time spent in the penalty box. Stung by the Penguins power-play in general (and Crosby in particular), the Caps refused to adjust and paid the price for their intransigence. The league and its officials didn’t do the Caps in; they didn’t have to. The Caps did a good enough job of that for themselves.
Ovechkin Needs More of His 'Mates in the Picture
There is plenty of blame to go around for the loss of this series. After playing a terrific first two games and showing some defensive responsibility and commitment to teamwork, the wheels fell off the Washington bus. In general, the Capitals seemed to simply wait for Ovechkin to carry them to victory; the balance of the supporting cast – with the exception of Backstrom, who (in my opinion) was tremendous – played either poorly or ineffectively and the Penguins won 4 of the next 5 games. Ovechkin unassisted indeed.
The Capitals’ failure began in net. Simeon Varlamov coughed up brutally soft goals in at least two of those games, including the second Penguin goal tonight (a cheap five-hole gift scored 8 seconds after the first Penguin marker). Bad goals are like gut punches; it takes the wind out of a team and steals energy straight from their legs. Certainly in tonight’s game 7, the difference between the Capitals’ level of jump pre- and post- second goal was noticeable. It seemed that the team disappeared almost entirely after Varlamov coughed up a hairball at a critical moment in the game. The Penguins had clearly identified a weakness in Varlamov’s game high on the glove side, and the soft goals kept coming, derailing any chance of a comeback. The Capitals couldn’t, and didn’t, recover from subpar goaltending. I know the fellows in the game thread at Japers’ Rink were busy talking themselves into Varlamov as their goalie of the future, or at least challenging Michal Neuvirth for the number one spot. The young goalie played very well at times, especially early in the Rangers series – but the fact remains that this stone cold rookie was only in the series at all because veteran netminder Jose Theodore had laid a stinking turd in the first game of the playoffs; bad enough for coach Bruce Boudreau to give up on him almost immediately as the post season began. In addition, even while winning the Rangers series, Varlamov seemed panicked and scrambly, fighting the puck at times; he was fortunate that the Rangers offence was so anemic. He would not be so lucky when he faltered in round two against Crosby, Malkin and the rest of the Penguins.
Too Many Pucks Got Behind Capitals Goaltenders This Year
Bottom line: even with a 2-0 series lead, you can’t afford to have your goaltender give away two games to the defending Conference champions and expect to win.
Varlamov was not alone in coughing up defensive hairballs; one enduring image of this series for me will be the sight of Sidney Crosby standing unopposed off the right post of the Capitals’ net, whacking at loose pucks repeatedly – and NOT being bowled over for his efforts. All of the Capitals defenders were guilty of playing the puck and not the man in desperate times, and it cost the Capitals five or six goals over the course of the series.
Speaking of the Capitals defenders, Mike Green seemed simply unable to contribute in his usual fashion. Aside from one or two plays – I am thinking of a pass he made to Ovie for a bullet one-time goal in game two and the play he made walking in off the point before scoring top cheese on Fleury in game six – Green was not a factor. This despite this blog’s call to him for action. I believe that Green had to have been injured throughout the playoffs; he simply didn’t show the dazzling speed and laser-quick transition to attack that we saw in last year’s postseason and throughout the league schedule this year.
Laich and Semin too seemed lost and easily handled by a steady but unexceptional Pittsburgh defence. Too often when the Capitals were facing a deficit and needing a spark, these players and others (including Ovechkin himself) chose to attempt to generate chances and offence all by themselves, preferring a relatively easy shot from the perimeter or a lone-ranger rush rather than working together to produce quality high percentage scoring opportunities.
It’s not all gloom and doom for Caps fans. The team has a core of quality offensive talent, including the game’s most exciting and gifted offensive talent, and a Norris-trophy candidate defenseman. Backstrom is under-rated as a puck carrier, playmaker and offensive threat, and Laich, Semin, Bradley, Steckel Fleischmann and Erskine have all shown evidence of playing at a high level and performing useful functions for a winning team. Remember that in the 90’s, the Detroit Red Wings had to endure a series of half a dozen disappointing playoff exits before gaining sufficient postseason experience to enable them to win the Stanley Cup in ’96-’97. Even the great Oilers team of the mid-80s had to lose to (then) perennial Cup Champion New York Islanders in the Final before learning what it takes to win and starting a dynasty of their own. Hell, all the Washingtonians had to do is look across the faceoff circle deep into the Penguins’ eyes; Pittsburgh is a young team that feels the ache of getting to a Cup final and losing – it happened just last year. Only time will tell if the Penguins have truly mastered the lesson taught.
The point is that the Caps weren’t supposed to win last year, and they weren’t supposed to win the Cup this year either. The team has, however, been in a playoff crucible over the past two seasons, playing seven win-or-go-home games while contesting just three seven game series. No doubt, management has learned much about the team, and the players have learned much about themselves. The club knows what it has – and what it does not. Defence remains a priority, as does a physical presence that can generate energy on the third line. I pointed out to Caps fans back in February that goaltending was a concern, and in my opinion poor goaltending nearly cost the Caps the series against the Rangers; that deficiency (in the form of too many soft goals) did cost them the series against the Penguins, notwithstanding Varlamov’s occasional brilliance. As pointed out, the young netminder has shown some true capability, but he has also been shown to have a glaring and obvious weakness on his glove side; he will need to address that problem with significant work over the summer to have a chance of remaining in the league in the long-term. If Capitals management is smart, they will pursue an upgrade in net over the summer whether through the draft, or more likely via free agency or the trade market. The window of opportunity for a young and talented Capitals team will begin to open perhaps as early as next year; the organization cannot affort to wager the future on Varlamov at this time, because – in addition to moments of undoubted otherworldly brilliance – he has shown himself to be pedestrian at times.
It’ll be a long and bitter summer for Ovechkin, his teammates and Washington management. If they all learn the proper lessons from it, it will prove to be a good thing for the team in the long run.
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