The Clock Is Ticking
August 18, 2011 in Boston Bruins, Dallas Stars, Montreal Canadiens, NHL playoffs, Tampa Bay Lightning, Toronto Maple Leafs, Vancouver Canucks Tags: Brad Marchand, Keith Richards, Patrick Roy, Rolling Stones, Saku Koivu
As I sit here at 9:15 a.m. drinking coffee and and eating a chocolate hash brownie (it doesn’t really have hash in it. I’m reading Keith Richard’s book and I’m swept away), I realize there are only 32 days and 10 hours before the Canadiens host Dallas in their first pre-season game.
Yes, 32 days is a lot and as I post every day, I hope you don’t mind when I put up stories about the old days and hockey treasures and all that jazz. I just feel that if some readers only go as far back as Saku Koivu or even Patrick, I can fill them in a little beyond that. During the season I’m modern like crazy. Like Keith Richards.
Regardless, I feel it’s important to point something out. As the new season progresses, being at the top of the heap, in first place, isn’t all it’s cut out to be. Our Habs should pace themselves, not burn out going for number one, and just keep all the ducks in a row for the post season.
Don’t forget, Washington was number one in the east and what did it get them? A second-round exit, swept by the 6th place Lightning, and Bruce Boudreau almost ended up applying for jobs teaching English at community colleges. Boston, eventual Cup winners, which makes me nauseous just thinking about, sat in third spot in the east. Montreal was sixth.
The Vancouver Canucks also provide an excellent example. First overall, most points of all 30 teams (117), and by the time they met the Bruins in the final, they were only a shell of themselves. They were so burnt out they couldn’t even mangle Brad Marchand’s nose, even just a little. All in all, 117 points got the Canucks a second-best handle, and as they say, second-best is for losers. Or something like that.
So 32 days, and now nine hours, before it begins, and 48 days before opening the regular season against Toronto. It’s still a lot of days.
In the meantime, I’ll just carry on with old and sometimes new, and maybe the odd Keith Richards/hash brownie remark. Please hang in. Like I said, at some point I attempt to get quite modern.
As you can see, I’m feeling a little guilty.