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Canes 3, Pancakes 0

By Unknown author

Just my luck. Outta town for the past two games, back just in time to put a bow on the egg the Hawks laid tonight in Carolina, a 3-0 whitewashing. It’s never fun getting shut out, but it really sucks when your star-studded team is at full strength. The blame for tonight’s loss can be spread wide and, therefore, mercifully thin.

Three minutes in, Tim Brent was credited with what would prove to be the game-winner, a fluky carom off Nick Leddy’s skate past Corey Crawford.  I’m sure it’s some sort of cognitive bias on my part, but I swear three outta four of these screwball goals go against the Hawks.

Too early for flapjacks?

For the remainder of the period, one could infer, just, heartbeats and oxygen-exchange from our fine, feathered friends. The boys were moving, technically, on and off the bench and around the ice, a la “open skate”, but they were flat. Flatter than a pancake. Not a fluffy pancake either. Think Swedish. A Swedish pancake that has been lying beneath a stone bookcase for a week.

The dreary monotony was broken only by the education Jiri Tlusty received in what happens when you make a run at Brent Seabrook and he sees you coming. Also, there was a nice 4-minute penalty kill at the end of the period.

Wait, a flickering pulse!

In the middle frame, Crawford was the penalty-killing star, with a couple great saves, including a point-blank opportunity from Jeff Skinner. The Hawks woke up during an ensuing 4-on-4, and they carried the play through most of the period and created a couple quality scoring chances, but, in the end, nada.

The Hawks ran their best power play of the night early in the third period, but they couldn’t solve Cam Ward.  At the end of the power play, Brett Sutter stepped out of the box to find the puck on his stick. It looked like Seabrook, fresh on the ice, inexplicably forgot that Sutter was imminently to rejoin the proceedings. One breakaway later, 2-0. Yeah, again, a little fluky.

Never mind

Afterwards, the Hawks resumed pancake-mode, capped by watching a loafing Sean O’Donnell, after pinching to the offensive crease, glide back into the Hawk slot to enjoy an outstanding view of Tlusty calmly finishing a 2-on-1 on an open net. 3-0 final.


Poorest effort of the season so far. If the Hawks can keep this crap to once a month, I reckon that would be tolerable. After that game, a cleansing two points tonight against Columbus is a high priority.

Another solid game from Crawford.

I like Michael Frolik. I like his two-way game. But I don’t see the scoring touch of a guy who posted 20 goal seasons his first two years.

Steve Montador clobbered somebody with a check in the third period. Skinner? I’m not saying the team should resort to goonery in these situations, but a bit more of the spirit Monty showed there would have been welcome last night. Hard to play against. Let ‘em know they’ve been in a game. Amirite?