I actually think we are faster than last year. Off that roster are players like Sillinger, Perreault, and Witt. In their place have stepped in players like Dumont, Arnott, Radulov, Forsberg, and Weber. While none of those guys are absolute burners, neither is as slow as that aforementioned trio. What makes us a lot slower is the loss of Sullivan. But he wasn't near full-speed last year against the Sharks, so I'm not sure it matters all that much when comparing last years to this years.
I guess I should have phrased it as we don't use our speed like we used to. In seasons past, our dump and chase was very effective, but it seems that this season we struggle dumping and chasing. Of course part of that too is the fact that we play more possession then we used to.
My main point is, we've struggled against any team that forces us to dump the puck.
Im tired of pissing contests Who is dirty, who is a whiner, etc hehe
Ok what will it take for the Preds to pull out a split in San Jose? I figure that should be our realistic goal, of course I'd love to take both but I doubt it.
Should we really dress Hordi? I dunno, I'd like for this craziness to end personally. I say start Vishneski, but even that is dicey cause he likes to make big hits and we all know the refs will be it calling super tight.
Either way we will be at a big disadvanage without Radulov, he was a sparkplug. We need Kariya and Arnott to start producing. Our best players have got to pull their weight.
Was talking to a friend of mine from Toronto and he pointed out how unsympathetic the rest of the NHL teams/fans must be to this series. On one hand, you've got a team who's knocked out 3 players in the past few weeks (Nashville knocking out Robidas, Cheechoo, and Bernier). And while they were all freak occurances, the results are imprinted into our minds regardless.
On the other is San Jose, who repeatedly comes across as classless whiners, which is difficult to do when juxtaposed with a team that seems hellbent on injuring everyone that crosses them.
I was laughing as he was talking about this, but he may have a point. Neither team is going to enter the next round as 'well-liked' if the first two games are any indication.
“Tootoo asked Clowe to fight and he started the whole thing going,” said Wilson. “I imagine had Tootoo not challenged Clowe, nothing would have happened. The cheap shots have come from them. Intent to injure with injuries resulting.”
In the paper today, Trotz\Arnott lament the fact that Tootoo's not able to play his game because of "reputation calls," and that he's going to the box every time he touches another player.
Is that justified? Who knows, but it is what it is...
SO WHY IS HE STILL GETTING SO MUCH ICETIME?
If he can't use his hitting to draw another team off their game, he has zero worth to the team. None. He has a slapshot that, while hard, takes 6 seconds to wind up...which he can almost never get off in time. He has no hockey sense...when passes come to him, he is almost always surprised. He can't stickhandle. For his strength, he's weak along the boards...likely due to his size. He can't pass. He's terrible defensively.
At this point, he's a liability...so recognize it and ADJUST.
It's depressing to know that because of his following\place with the fans, that realistically he's not going anywhere. I fully recognize his value...when he's allowed to play his game, but he's gotten to the point where he's a marked man by officials. If he breathes wrong, he'll get called for it...so his game is marginalized and he becomes a player with a skillset not near enough to make him an NHL player.
Well, I have virtually no hope this team advance now. They might win one game but not two with the sharks sensing blood in the water. I said to a friend before this week that whichever team managed to win 2 games in a row would take the series. I still believe that to be true, no matter how much I hope it ends up differently.
I think the first round exit is the death knell for Trotzy's coaching era here. The tools were there to pull this out. But he could not out-coach Ron Freakin' Wilson!