Sunday, 14 July 2013

Ryan White gets another contract, another chance to contribute

The Canadiens re-upped restricted free agent Ryan White to a one-year deal, which is good news.  Retaining an asset that you drafted and developed is mostly always positive.  There have been detractors though, pointing to his meager one goal, no assists point 'totals' from last season, and his suspensions and untimely penalties.  As a possible explanation for the stagnating performance, the question is posed whether Ryan White felt threatened by the acquisition of Brandon Prust.

I didn't get that sense at all, and I have to say it seems unlikely.  First, I don't think Mr. Prust being on the roster would threaten Ryan's standing on the team, it's not like we had a surplus of physical forwards on the roster or in the system.  If anything, they both complement each other more than they duplicate each other, or make each other redundant.

For example, two seasons ago, Ryan and Brad Staubitz got along famously by all appearances, fed off each other and had a significant impact in how the Canadiens played against teams that use intimidation as a tactic.  In my game recaps, I noted how they spelled each other from game to game, one would fight a tough guy one game, the other the next, and we'd see them applauding each other, with the guy having a 'rest' day on the bench tapping his stick to the pugilist freshly-landed in the box.  I made special note of how Ryan started a fight against Steve Veilleux early in the game against the Wild, negating any need for Brad to get into it with a former teammate so soon after he changed teams.

I'm not sure if Mike Yeo is trying to instill a more offensive mindset, but this game had flow and action, and lots of physical play. We saw Ryan White engage Stéphane Veilleux in a fight right off the faceoff, which Marc Denis of RDS posited was an attempt to energize his teammates at the start of the game. I actually wondered if he had started the scrap to relieve the pressure on his teammate Brad Staubitz to challenge one of his ex-teammates during the game. Not sure if I'm misinterpreting The Code here, but if so that was a cool move Ryan.

Looking through that  prism, I was inclined to think that Brandon Prust and Ryan White might develop the same relationship, that they'd compare notes on teams and who plays how, what certain players are like.  I thought they'd be thankful for each other's presence.

While Ryan had a difficult season, I didn't think there was one cause, one reason for him to underperform and take up residence in Michel Therrien's doghouse for incidents of indiscipline.  I attributed it to a constellation of factors such as the shortened season, change of régime and coaching philosophy, and to a tendency for Ryan to try to do too much.  Ryan was also one of the players I was giving a mulligan to, since he was seriously concussed the previous season, like René Bourque, Travis Moen, and Raphaël Diaz.

There has been lots of talk of Ryan getting a "last chance", even in season last year.  We need to remember that he's still young, he can still improve, and that he's shown the willingness to work hard and improve certain aspects of his game, notably his fitness.  We traded up in the third round his draft year to pick him up, he was rated higher as a prospect than Ben Maxwell or Milan Lucic in the WHL.

With a clean slate, a full season, and hopefully a long, productive off-season to get healthy and train hard, I think Ryan can improve markedly on last season.  He won't have Petteri Nokelainen or Jeff Halpern in the way, but will possibly have to compete for the fourth line centre position with Gabriel Dumont, maybe from game to game, at least early in the season before injuries strike.  This competition will be salutary.

What I would want Ryan to realize would be that he no longer needs to go out of his way to play tough, to goon it up.  While in the past there was a toughness vacuum on the Canadiens that he, the ultimate 'can do' hard-worker and team-player rushed in to fill, now with Brandon Prust, George Parros and yes, Travis Moen on the roster, he doesn't have to do it all himself, he doesn't have to tag team all the tough guys like he did when Brad Staubitz came to town.  He'll be more effective and have a longer career if he focuses on hockey, works hard in practices and games to become a reliable player, but still be tough to play against.  When circumstances dictate, he can stand up for himself or stick up for a teammate, but he doesn't need to run up and down the ice crashing into every opponent to prove a point or compensate for his less physically-inclined teammates.  He just needs to bear down and play his game and he should be fine.

Michael McCarron chooses to become a London Knight. And he didn't ask us for our opinion. For shame.

Canadiens fans often get drawn into minutiae, and I think Michael McCarron's decision to become a London Knight is one of these instances.  The Canadiens first-round pick had the choice to either attend Western Michigan University and play under Coach Andy Murray, a talented hockey man who formerly was head coach of the St. Louis Blues and L.A. Kings, or go join the brothers Hunter's NHL player factory in the OHL.

Offhand, the NCAA route had some potential advantages, and so did the London Knights route.  We thought he'd get more skills development time at Western Michigan, with more time for lifting in the gym, and that he'd be in an environment where he could concentrate on hockey and not be constantly challenged to fight, since it's forbidden to do so in the NCAA.  Meanwhile, he could get more practice time, more game action and stronger competition in the OHL, and maybe the fact that more rough stuff is allowed in junior hockey would play to his strengths and allow him to develop his physical side more fully.  Both of these are reasonable assessments.

Somehow though, we all made up our minds as to which path we'd like him to make based on these perfunctory assessments, and some of us are disappointed in the outcome, and already making pronouncements on how this will turn out.  In reality, we have to understand that both routes he could have chosen were good options, and he had great advice from his former coaches, the coaches at the teams competing for his services, and the Canadiens organization.  He chose London, it's probably the right one for him to make since he has all the information, and it's one of the two good paths he could go on, not the 'wrong' choice.

As for whether he'll get first or second-line minutes on a stacked Knight roster that will load up some more in preparation for a Memorial Cup automatic slot, that's a concern, and surely one everybody foresaw, took into account, and maybe he had some assurances about.  In any case, if he's having to work hard to get powerplay time and icetime, maybe that's not a bad scenario, maybe he can't sit on his butt as he could if he was the big fish in a small pond.

The "will he have to fight too much" issue is one of note.  Observers of the OHL point out that Junior enforcer types will often challenge a high-profile prospect to make a name for themselves and hope to earn a pro contract, but again, we have to know that the Canadiens, through Director of Player Development Martin Lapointe, have sussed this out with the Hunters, and that it's not a dealbreaker, they've come to some understanding.  Martin Lapointe and Marc Bergevin will tell the kid to not waste his time fighting goons, to work on his skating and puck skills instead, to work on being a reliable forward the coaches can use in many situations, that's what will get him a long NHL career.  Jarred Tinordi did fight quite a bit in junior, but it doesn't seem to have derailed his development, he still mostly worked on his game and became a first pairing defenceman on the Knights, we can hope for more of the same for our new shiny prospect.

Some fans are seeing subterfuge and underhanded dealings in how he got to sign a contract with the Canadiens, as if it was done to force his decision in the direction of London.  This is another way that the narrative escapes what we know as a fact, and mutates into a legend that becomes canon.  Nowhere do I see any indication of any backdoor dealings.  All that happened is that, since Mr. McCarron chose to go the OHL route, he was permitted to sign his NHL contract, something he wouldn't have been allowed to if he went the NCAA route, since it would void his amateur status.  So that's all that happened.  Had he chosen to play at Western Michigan, he wouldn't have been allowed to sign his contract for that duration, but it would have been waiting for him as soon as he left the school.  It's a mere formality: OHL=contract, NCAA=(sh)amateur status.

So let's see this as the best decision the young man could take in his situation with the help of his support team and parents, and rejoice that he will have an opportunity to play hockey at a high level in the OHL, in the playoffs and Memorial Cup, with a strong organization that turns out quality NHL players, along with a chance to play in the World Junior Championship if he makes the U.S. roster.  That's a busy schedule for a young man, and we wish him all the best while he takes on these challenges.

Saturday, 13 July 2013

Is Gary Bettman responsible for the 'concussion epidemic'? Yes he is.

Apologists often defend Gary Bettman, saying he's "growing the game", and making everyone rich.  As far as the goonery, well, that's not his department, they say, that's because of the refs.

I disagree completely.  The concussions and dirty play are entirely Gary Bettman's fault.  He's the CEO, he's ultimately responsible.  He's more concerned with balance sheets and entering into incestuous TV deals with networks owned by one of this 30 owners (instead of the correct choice of ESPN) than he is about the actual quality of the game he's trying to sell.

I've said this often, and I'll repeat it now, but other sports have taken steps to make their game more fan-friendly and spectacular.

Rugby Union was a sport that was threatened by Rugby League's growth, and its own insistence on players retaining 'amateur' status.  Rugby Union eventually reacted, legalizing professional players, and the game has exploded.  European clubs, the Super Twelve in Australia, New Zealand and South Africa, the Tri-Nations and Six Nations tournaments, and the crown jewel, the Rugby World Cup, all are leaving Rugby League in the dust.

Also, the sport has tweaked its rules to ensure that boring, defensive teams like England, who used to kick the ball away without mercy, like dump-and-chase in hockey, and then hoped for a fortuitous penalty call or two to kick an easy penalty kick or two, and win a stultifying 6-3 game, at the expense of ticket buyers and television spectators, cannot prevail anymore.  Now, the value of the try has been increased from four to five points, so it's worth it to attack instead of just play for a kick, and it's near impossible to strictly play defense against a superior team.  If you try to collapse a maul or ruck, or wheel a scrum, the attacking team gets the ball , the defending team is penalized.  The refs don't even need to 'prove' that the infraction was intentional, it's not like the incidental trips that NHL refs turn a blind eye to.  The team that was going forward keeps the ball, the team that had everything to gain by playing anti-rugby, is held strictly responsible.

It makes sense.  If an NHL player is on a partial breakaway and is being backchecked by a defenceman, and both tangle and fall and the play is over, it makes sense that the defending player caused it and benefited from it.  Why not automatically call the penalty on the defenceman, it's not like the attacking player made himself fall.  Except that with referees not calling hooking and slashing and holding, defensive players do all of that, and prevent a clear chance on goal, so the player on breakaway now decides he may try to dive and draw a penalty, get a scoring chance that way, on the powerplay, cause he's not going to score with Mike Kostka hacking away at his hands.

NFL football liberalized its passing rules to allow for more open games, to transform the game from the Ohio State "three yards and a cloud of dust" approach to the Air Coryell philosophy.  Offensive linemen were allowed to extend their arms in pass blocking and put their hands on defensive players, as long as they don't hold (wink, wink).  Defensive backs were restricted to a five-yard bump zone, beyond which they cannot contact a receiver who doesn't have the ball without incurring a penalty.  This caused an explosion in scoring, and the NFL easily vaulted past MLB as the most successful sports property in North America.

Later, rules such as the Tom Brady rule, preventing a defensive player from tackling a quarterback at the knees or below were enacted.  Another rule prevents any defensive player from striking a QB on the helmet, no matter how slight the contact.  These were introduced in the realization that the quarterbacks are the ones responsible for the success of the league, they're the face of their respective teams, they're responsible for the quality of the show.  The NFL knows it's better off with Peyton Manning starting against Ben Roethlisberger, rather than if their backups were.  Defensive players who grumble that you can't touch Aaron Rodgers are missing the point that it's the same rule for both defences, so it evens out, and more importantly, it's Aaron Rodgers that makes everyone rich, including the defensive linemen trying to sack him.

Somehow the NHL doesn't get that.  Star players such as Sidney Crosby or Daniel Sedin or Jeremy Roenick are fair game, they're beaten to within an inch of their life during the season and playoffs, and some miss vast stretches of games.  It would make too much sense for the league to protect its stars, like the NFL does, but instead, it kow-tows to Mike Milbury and Don Cherry.

I've mentioned how the NBA went all in on Larry Bird and Magic Johnson, and later Michael Jordan, and allowed them to play the game at the peak of their potential, instead of allowing Bill Laimbeer to knee and push and roughhouse them to a standstill.  Again an easy call.

Meanwhile the NHL lets Mike Hough hook Wayne Gretzky, and allows Matt Cooke to headhunt Marc Savard, and Duncan Keith to elbow and slash Daniel Sedin, in the name of defensive hockey.  Which is ridiculous.  Hockey should be tilted toward the skill players, towards scoring and offence, not the slashers and muckers who can't keep up.  Hockey should be about pleasing the fans, instead of parity, or about allowing desperate coaches to grimly hang on to their jobs through the trap.  Hockey should be up and down, back and forth, high scoring action, with tic-tac-toe passing, speed and breakaways and two-on-ones and three-on-twos, still with hitting and toughness, but the kind where Ryan Kesler squares off against Patrice Bergeron, Vincent Lecavalier against Jarome Iginla, not where Milan Lucic takes Dominic Moore's head off, because he might as well since he's going to get away with it.

The fact is, third liners and fourth liners should be guys like Mason Raymond and Aaron Palushaj, not Travis Moen and Ryan White, or George Parros.  Imagine if that's what we saw when the fourth lines were on the ice, 'undersized' flyers from the European leagues, or the LHJMQ, racing up and down the ice still, not quite as good as Ovechkin or Malkin, but still darn entertaining, instead of Ryan Malone and Greg Campbell.

So yes, the NHL is strangling its own game.  They should be serving non-stop action, but instead deal up shotblocking and 2-1 scores.

I've used a restaurant analogy before, where you have a barely surviving operation, and the chef wants to take some dishes like macaroni and cheese or the fried baloney sandwich off the menu, but the manager won't let him, because there's a small but vocal bunch of regulars who'll squawk when that happens.  And instead of realizing that those regulars, with their loudmouth antics and cigar smoke and intolerant attitudes to other patrons who'd appreciate a different atmosphere, are the ones driving the business into the ditch, the manager tries to placate them, for fear of losing their $8 bi-weekly check.

Instead, take the baloney off the menu, tell the cranky regulars to go somewhere else for their baloney if they're not happy, and by the way they can't occupy the best tables all afternoon lording it over everyone and acting like they own the joint.  Let's reserve those tables for the college girls looking for a nice salad after yoga.

In my analogy, Gary Bettman is the GM of the restaurant, who worries more about the books and trite marketing with coupons and cross-promotions with the tire store down the street, instead of securing the central pillar of his business, a quality product at a fair price.  Sure, he can't go in the kitchen and cook himself, but he can ensure that everyone responsible for putting out quality meals are supported with training and equipment, and then held accountable for that high standard to be maintained.

Instead, Gary Bettman is incapable of seeing that the game is much less than it could be, since he has no feel for it, no experience, he didn't grown up with it, watching it or playing it.  He thinks because the ratings are rising that things must be okay.  He can't remember the Oilers of the eighties, Guy Lafleur flying up the wing, has no sense of what Hakan Loob meant to the people of Calgary, and how such a player might not even make the NHL nowadays.

He has abysmal, fatally-flawed Colin Campbell as his Director of Hockey Operations, even after the conflict of interest exhibited in his leaked emails mortally wounded any credibility he might have had.  Mr. Campbell is the dim bulb that brainiac Bob Probert easily outwitted to continue using drugs and drinking alcohol while 'on rehab' as a Wing, as told in the latter's biography.  That such an underqualified goon is allowed to lay waste to hockey, while there are so many other talented people who could fill the role, is a fireable offence.  Why doesn't he have a Paul Kariya or Igor Larionov being groomed to take that role?

So yes, Gary Bettman is responsible for the concussions and defensive-play and triumph of coaching and systems over talent, skill and creativity that brings us out of our seats.  Think about it, when was the last time Anton Volchenkov brought you out of your seat by blocking a shot?  Gary Bettman favours the practitioners of anti-hockey, maybe without really being aware of it, since he don't know hockey, but as the CEO, he's ultimately responsible for the dead-puck era and the concussion era.

Wednesday, 10 July 2013

The Chris Chelios for Denis Savard trade felt wrong even at that time

The announcement of Chris Chelios' induction in the Hockey Hall of Fame is bittersweet for Canadiens fans, since we wonder what could have been had he not been traded away.

I've told this story before, but when the Chris Chelios trade was made, I was working security at the Jazz Festival.  The funny thing is, one of my supervisors was André Savard, Denis' cousin.  He's not the André Savard you're thinking of, this one played Junior A hockey but never got any farther, although he had the size for it, he looked like a hockey player, a big dude.  Anyway, I think it was early in the morning, we were all at our posts but there was no activity yet, no shows going on, just a few people walking around, going to work, doing the Walk of Shame, etc.

Anyway, Christian, the big boss and owner of the security company that provided services to all the Festivals and a few concert venues (I'm telling you, this was a great job) came on the air and told everyone over our radios that the trade had been made, and gave us the particulars.  And there was a silence.  Me and the couple of guys I was stationed with kind of looked at each other, and I could tell we all had a bad feeling about this.  Then a lone, forever unidentified voice crackled over the air and said: "Savard yé trop vieux!", and everyone laughed so hard we could hear the other guys whooping on the other stations and street corners.  We all knew the guy was taking a dig at André, calling him too old, but also stating what we all felt, that Denis was kind of past his prime.  And the worker bees, we were all young, and we'd all come across Chris Chelios at the Peel Pub or on Crescent Street, so we knew about the partying and the rumours, but we all thought we'd regret this.  Even if we didn't go into details about it when André was around, because he was really happy and really proud his cousin was coming home to Montréal.

So yeah, I didn't like that trade right off the bat, but I tried to see how it could work out, if best-case scenarios went our way.  This wasn't the immediate kick in the gut of the Patrick Roy trade, the Rod Langway trade, or the Tomas Kaberle trade, but if I could have waved my magic wand I would have undone that deal.

The Aaron Hernandez case is merely overwhelmingly circumstantial

If I was Aaron Hernandez, I wouldn't sweat.  The prosecution's case is strictly a circumstantial, nothing a sharp lawyer can't poke holes in.  With juries trained on years of watching "The X-Files" and "The Fugitive", how easy will it be to bafflegab a jury that it wasn't him, it was the one-armed man, anything is possible, there's a reasonable doubt, never mind the photos of him still chuckling over the corpse.


Daniel Brière signs with the Canadiens, or, the Inuit purchase more ice

A puzzling free agent acquisition is about the nicest way one can characterize Montréal's decision to sign Daniel Brière.  Canadiens' General Manager Marc Bergevin wants a team with character and one that is bigger and tougher to play against, and it's hard to see how this deal moves us in that direction.  We acquired another small, skilled, speedy forward, on a roster that already has a surplus of such players, given the current state of the NHL, where Brian Bickell and Michael McCarron are valued more highly than players that can actually skate and shoot and pass and, you know, play hockey.

Mr. Brière is seen as the replacement of Michael Ryder, and some say that is an upgrade, but that misses the mark.  We have to see if he's an upgrade on Erik Cole, the player Michael Ryder was traded for.

I was quite happy with the Erik Cole trade at the time.  I was betting that his best days are behind him, he had a career year his first season with the Canadiens, but we were now in for the long slow fade, based on his performance last season.  Which would have meant two more years with his contract around our necks as an anchor.

But this wasn't certain.  I still fear that he may this summer have a better off-season conditioning-wise and return to the Stars re-energized.  Maybe he'll avail himself to some of the funny vitamins that he eschewed last summer, thinking the whole season was going to be scrubbed, so he might as well give his liver a break.

So for the Michael Ryder deal to work in our favour, we had to hope that Erik Cole was done as an impact player, that we'd rid ourselves of his cap hit for the next two seasons, and that we'd use that money to get a comparable player, hopefully younger and cheaper.  If Mr. Cole has a rebound season, and finished off his contract playing great or even good hockey, we've made a really bad trade.  What we're left with as a trade is Erik Cole for Daniel Brière and Connor Crisp.  That's not as much of a slam dunk as I thought it was at the time.

The No Trade Clause included in Mr. Brière's contract is another big irritant.  If we viewed Daniel Brière as a marketable asset who can be flipped at the deadline for other assets if things aren't going right, well that angle is dead.  Some will say he wouldn't have signed here without one, and I'll retort that that would have been fine, since the NTC significantly decreases his value to the team.  If the Oilers are in a playoff run and are desperately looking for scoring next February, we can't be in the race to fleece them of prospects, because there's no way Mr. Brière would accept that trade.

So no dice.  If I had a choice right now between Erik Cole and Daniel Brière, I'd take Mr. Cole with no hesitation.  And I haven't even touched yet on how Mr. Brière could have signed here before when he first hit free agency, but chose to play in Philadelphia for less money than we offered.  But I'll save that rant for Mr. Brière's first dry spell.  Or sooner.

Sure, Tyler Séguin is immature, but he's a 21-year old rich kid, what can we expect?

The whys and wherefores on Tyler Séguin's "immaturity" is easy to find in the papers.  From reports on his drinking and partying after games, while players are now expected to return home to hit the hay and 'be professional', to his Twitter antics, the bloom has faded.  The Toronto Star is ready to revisit how catastrophic Brian Burke's Phil Kessel for two first-round picks and a second really was.

So yeah, with cellphones and Instagram nowadays, the celebrity lifestyle may no longer be all it's cracked up to be.  While Guy Lafleur, Chris Chelios and Shayne Corson, among many, many others, took full advantage of Montréal's vibrant night life, and were able to keep a relatively low profile and avoid the details being broadcast, nowadays a player can't be seen in public without people rushing up to them wanting to take a picture.  It's kind of hard to be boozy at the club at 0100 hr and not have it Twittergram-ed all over MySpace the next day.

Tyler Seguin's father explains that while his teammates all go home to their families after games, he is alone in Boston, with his family back in Toronto.  He does have friends his own age, but of course when they socialize they all want to hit the pubs and nightclubs.

Which makes you wonder, why not leave a kid in junior for an extra year or two, or let them go to college, and let them be kids, get the partying and craziness out of their system?  Tyler Séguin turned pro at 18, and immediately had to act like a banker, eating right, sleeping, abstaining from drinking, going out.  His buddies are probably having more fun than he is right now.

Tuesday, 9 July 2013

Eric Lindros should be in the Hall of Fame

The list of Hall of Fame inductees is out, and this year's class consists of Chris Chelios, Scott Niedermayer, Brendan Shanahan, Geraldine Heaney, and Fred Shero.  Putting aside any latent Canadiens-centric biases, these are all worthy candidates for the Hall, and are beyond debate.

Every year though, this announcement leads right away to a discussion of those who didn't get in, even though it's fairly evident that none of this year's candidates displaced a more worthy contender.  This isn't like the Baseball Hall of Fame, which this year inducted no one, because steroids.  And it isn't like the Pro Football Hall of Fame, with its longstanding fascination with quarterbacks and skill players at the expense of linemen, and offensive players over defensive players, although the selection committee is working hard nowadays to right the imbalance.  Which of course has led to a backlog of record-breaking receivers being forced to wait their turn, with more joining the list as Marvin Harrison, Terrell Owens and Randy Moss reach retirement age.

In any case, the discussion when inductees are announced invariably turns to who was 'snubbed'.  This year, the victims claimed to be at the forefront are coach Pat Burns and Eric Lindros.

Pat Burns is a legitimate choice for inclusion, but not a mind-boggling omission so far.  His credentials certainly warrant inclusion, and he certainly will at some point be voted in.  If Pat Burns has had to wait, Fred Shero has been waiting decades longer, and had two Stanley Cups to his résumé, so it makes sense that this was his turn, if we disregard the reprehensible tactics his teams used.  If we think of the Hall of Fame in the broader sense, the notoriety and spectacle quotient of his teams certainly weigh the scales in his favour.

Eric Lindros is another member in waiting at the forefront.  Maybe timing, logistics, and his abbreviated career all have some part to play in his having to wait at least another year, and that's fine, but that his inclusion is even up for debate is outrageous.

The Hall of Fame is exactly that, a building and tradition to mark the careers of legendary players who have left their mark on the game.  And Eric Lindros left an unsurprisingly huge imprint on the sport.  

He was one of those once in a lifetime players, following in the tradition of Guy Lafleur, Wayne Gretzky, Mario Lemieux, players who broke records in minor hockey and junior and scored insane numbers of points.  These players were followed throughout their childhood and adolescence by the hockey world, and were eagerly anticipated in the NHL.  

Eric Lindros' entry into the hockey world wasn't storybook, he refused to report to or sign a contract with the Nordiques who drafted him, and after sitting out one year, he was eventually traded to two teams, the Rangers and the Flyers, in a celebrated moment in hockey history that was ultimately resolved by an arbitrator.  While we waited, he had a memorable turn as a Canadian Olympian in 1992.  I still have the image of him carrying the puck along the boards as an opponent tried to check him, and bounced off and cartwheeled in the air for his troubles, while Mr. Lindros continued into the attacking zone seemingly unaffected, an unstoppable force meeting a quite movable object.

His Flyers years were spectacular, and he personified the new NHL, good or bad, the big talented scorer who could put up points or penalty minutes.  He updated the tradition of the Flyers as the Broad Street Bullies: they could still tangle with you, but they could outscore you too.

The early-end to his career is lamentable, and shouldn't count against his candidacy.  If it didn't affect Cam Neely or Pavel Bure, it shouldn't deter from Mr. Lindros' bona fides.  If anything, his concussion injuries should be seen as the dawning of a new awareness of the dangers of brain injuries.  Both his and Keith Primeau's and Pat Lafontaine's and Paul Kariya's abruptly terminated careers now serve as the figurative canaries in the coal mine.  They paid a heavy price, but their sacrifice will ultimately save countless others.

In any case, as I often argue in cases like these, any detractors pointing to his controversial reputation, adversarial posturing in his dealings with teams, and to his numbers not quite reaching a desired threshold, can be silenced by pointing to Dino Ciccarrelli, Class of 2010.  If that disgusting whackjob can get in, everyone can get in.  And Eric Lindros probably above all others.

Roberto Luongo treated "like garbage" by Vancouver? Not in the least.

Some questionable comments about Roberto Luongo and the Canucks on social media, stating that he was treated like garbage by the fans, the media, and the organization.  I'd have to dispute that.

Roberto Luongo was acquired in a great trade, and Vancouver thought it had its next great goalie, after Richard Brodeur and Kirk MacLean, a goaltender who would make everyone forget Dan Cloutier, the Achilles' heel to the great teams of Markus Naslund and Todd Bertuzzi.

Except Roberto never really 'settled' here.  His wife is a Florida native, and never took to Vancouver, ultimately deciding to stay in Florida during hockey seasons, with the rumours pointing to the weather, or the proximity of her family as the main reasons.

So when Roberto was approaching free agency, the Canucks made him an offer he couldn't refuse.  Sure, he could have waited out until his UFA summer and cashed in then, but he chose security with the Canucks instead, negating the risk of an injury, etc.

In the same vein, the Canucks could have had a real talk with Roberto, and figured out he'd be happier back in Florida or nearby, and worked out a trade to make the best of a bad situation, but instead trained a fire hose of money at him, much like the shlubby guy going out with a girl way too hot for him would buy a big house and propose with a honking big ring to seal the deal and keep her in the fold.

So now we have two parties who are not really happy married by circumstances.  It could still have worked if Roberto had performed at the same level he did in Florida, or even the first couple of early years in Vancouver.  Unfortunately, he had a couple of playoff collapses, against the Bruins notably, and the Blackhawks.  I still remember him doing the splits as he went post to post but, oddly, would also pitch forward while doing so and land on his stomach, leaving the top 2/3 of the net wide open.  It was eerie, no other goalie had done that before, and I've never seen it since, but Roberto would do it regularly.  Eventually, Corey Schneider was given a real shot and did well.

Roberto saw the handwriting on the wall, and he demanded a trade, but oddly, still invoked his No Trade Clause, so that the Canucks were handcuffed at first to trying to trade him to a small handful of teams.  As both parties grew more desperate, word is that he increased the number of teams he'd allow to be traded to, but that didn't keep pace with the steadily worsening conditions for his trade (cap hit, declining performance, advancing age, lockout, decreased salary cap,...).

So the organization has treated Roberto with fairness, signing him to a fabulous long-term deal, begging him to love Vancouver and stay forever.  They've tried to treat him decently and never 'Bobby Clarked' him, castigating him for his trade demands and diva behaviour.  They've tried to honour his trade request, but they painted themselves in a corner and couldn't get the deal done.

The fans have been very supportive of Roberto, as anyone who's watched Canucks game would know.  Whenever he'd make a big save, the whole arena would chant: "Luuuuuuuu...", it was kind of neat.

As far as the media, there's been some criticism of Roberto, but nothing that the Sedin brothers or Markus Naslund or Trevor Linden or Mark Messier or Pavel Bure didn't see when they were relied on to lead the team and wouldn't quite live up to expectations.

So again, Roberto Luongo was not treated like garbage in Vancouver, but rather like royalty or a favourite son, and everyone tried to make it work, but ultimately it didn't.  And now they have to live with each other anyway.

Friday, 5 July 2013

The Canadiens 2013 re-draft

 It's still bugging me.  This should have been the Canadiens' draft.

(Note: picks with strikethrough are replaced with options in italics)

1 25 25 MTL Michael McCarron RW USA 6' 5" 228
2 4 34 MTL Jacob De La Rose LW SWE 6' 2" 190
2 6 36 MTL Zachary Fucale        G CAN 6' 1" 181
2 25 55 MTL Artturi Lehkonen LW FIN 5'11"163
 3 3 64 NSH Jonathan-I. Diaby D CAN 6' 5" 223
3 10 71 MTL Connor Crisp        LW CAN 6' 3" 225
3 27 88 EDM Anton Slepyshev LW RUS 6' 2" 194 or
4 3 94 EDM Jackson Houck        RW CAN 6' 0" 186
3 25 86 MTL Sven Andrighetto RW CHE 5' 9" 175
4 2 93 COL Mason Geertsen D CAN 6' 3" 199 or
4 19 110 NYR Ryan Graves        D CAN 6' 4" 220 or
4 24 115 VAN Jordan Subban        D CAN 5' 9" 175
4 25 116 MTL Martin Reway        LW CZE 5' 8" 158
4 27 118 LAK Hudson Fasching RW USA 6' 1" 213 or
5 18 139 DET Mitch Wheaton        D CAN 6' 4" 228
6 25 176 MTL Jeremy Gregoire C CAN 5' 11"190


Now hear me out.  I know that's the worst type of revisionism, second-guessing a team's picks without their inside knowledge, their scouting reports, etc.  I'm still going to do it.  In most cases, I'm not hung up on a particular player, I'd have been okay with picking a player rated in the same cluster, but with different attributes (size and toughness) that earn them that grade.

As you can see, I'm not touching the first three picks, since I feel the Canadiens were doing fine until that point, and were addressing some organizational needs with those players.  I can't argue, really, that one specific player would have been better than the incumbents.

At pick #55 though, we're starting to fishtail off the road.  I really don't discount that Arturri Lehkonen is a highly skilled forward, and I understand that he's already playing with men in Finland.  Still, I'll believe when I see him scoring a goal while chewing on Dion Phaneuf's VaporLite.  Instead, the Canadiens should have picked giant defenceman and local kid Jonathan-Ismaël Diaby, as an adjunct to Jarred Tinordi in the medium term.  While guys like Darren Dietz, Dalton Thrower and even Nathan Beaulieu play a physical style, they'd benefit from a bigger prospect who brings additional toughness to the ranks.  It was a squandered opportunity to not add this guy to our system, as he'll be difficult to match up against in the NHL; he won't be just tall, but strong as an ox.

The Connor Crisp pick at 71 is difficult for me to argue against, since I militate for a more physical prospect profile, but I'm going to do so anyway.  Instead of a beefing-up reaction to the previous pick, if we already had the size of Mr. Diaby on board, we could focus on a big scorer like Anton Slepyshev, and take a second kick at the Alex Avtsin-Andrei Kostitsyn can, the undervalued (Bielo)Russian pick that could hit the jackpot.  Or, to play it safer, we could take ho-hum Jackson Houck from the Giants, a bigger Brian Skrudland-type.  He'd bring grit and hard work and leadership to the fold.

#86, with Sven Andrighetto, we're launching off the road into the ditch.  Why we take a chance on a short offensive player, when we've already got Mr. Lehkonen on the books, and Charles Hudon, Sebastian Collberg, Tim Bozon, and (at the time) Danny Kristo on the farm, is difficult to explain.  Instead, we could have taken heart-and-soul tough guy defenceman Mason Geertsen of the Vancouver Giants, or PEI Rocket Ryan Graves.  Yes, we've taken Jonathan Diaby in the second round in my parallel universe, but you can't know which players will make it to the NHL eventually.  We increase our odds of having a bigger defenceman to go along with Jarred Tinordi by taking a second d-man, whether Mr. Geertsen or Mr. Graves.  If both Mr. Diaby and the big d-man picked here pan out, that's a great 'problem' to have.

If we were to take a "homerun swing" on a smaller player, I would have preferred we take it on Jordan Subban, P.K.'s little brother, and see if he can make something of himself.  Maybe by the time he's ready for The Show in three or four years, with the expected turnover in personnel, we'd actually have room and opportunity on our blue line for a smaller offensive specialist, like the Bruins had for Torey Krug this playoff.  That's if we had to take the smaller player gambit.  I really, really liked Mason Geertsen.  Man he'd have worn the bleu blanc rouge proudly, like a bigger Lyle Odelein.  In my parallel universe.

Once we get to pick #115, with which we drafted Martin Reway, we're upside down in the weeds with pond water slowly filling the passenger compartment.  We don't know if we can recover from this.  He is the player-pick Trevor Timmins himself described as his "homerun swing".  The thing with swinging for the fences, instead of trying to make solid contact, is that you strike out a lot more that way.  Especially since the howling wind of idiocy which is buffeting the NHL right now is blowing in our face and keeping the ball in the park.  Mike Milbury's and Don Cherry's constant effluvia of argle-bargle makes it hard to connect with 5'9" players.  Instead, still on the board was Hudson Fasching, a big winger with the USNTDP with a cool story of how he had to mature quickly to help care for family members stricken with a genetic disorder.  Ben Kerr had a glowing review, and compared his style to Andrew Ladd.  We're in the fifth round, this kid slipped down from a potential 2nd round pick, let's take a cut at this pitch instead.  It seems so easy to me.  Or, let's spin the Kelowna Rockets Big Wheel of Big Defenceman and land on towering project Mitchell Wheaton, see how he turns out.

The obvious criticism of my re-draft will be that I don't know the players, and I'm only focusing on size.  And we can go back and forth.  My point again remains that we needed to complement what we already have on the farm, take players with size to assist the smaller scorers like Sebastian Collberg and Brendan Gallagher, and the tweeners like Louis Leblanc and Michaël Bournival.  And I think this re-draft demonstrates that there were talented prospects that would have served our purposes well but also were not as bafflingly small as Messrs. Lehkonen, Andrighetto and Reway.