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Fixing The Devils

Tuesday, November 28th, 2006

The season is a bit past the quarter post, and the Devils look like the leftovers on an Atlantic City buffet table. It’s just not pretty. Seven goals in a five-game road trip, three points out of a possible ten, and they’re looking at the Islanders’ tail pipe in the standings. It’s not a lack of talent or a lack of leadership. It’s finding the right combinations.

So here’s my completely non-expert, biased fan’s view of how to fix the Devils. I am not a coach, nor do I play one on television, and my hockey expertise is limited to beer league and running the clock at youth hockey games. But I’ve spent almost the equivalent of a new car on Devils tickets, so I’m entitled to my shot at being Lou For A Day:

  • Fix the lines for at least three games. You don’t learn anything by having guys rotate through lines. How do you know that Elias is more likely to pass than shoot if he’s on the off-hand side of the slot (versus having the goal to his right from the left hash) unless you’ve been on the ice with him? So this means “fix” in both repairing and retaining senses. My personal line card would have Gomez centering the first line, Langenbrunner and Elias on the wings, because you have the most speed and two of the best finishers on the team. Yes, Gionta had more goals, but they were of the tip-in or deflection variety (more on that later). Second line: Parise at center, Zajac and Gionta on the wings. Sorry, Travis, but follow Brylin’s lead and move to wing. The Zach-n-Zaj combination gives you great playmaking capability. Checking line is Madden at center, Pandolfo and Brylin on the wings. Brylin and Pandolfo are two of the most under-respected players in the league, and Brylin can score when it counts. Always has. Fourth line is a combination of Rupp, Dowd, Jansen, and Rasmussen, although I’d love to see Barry Tallackson come back from Lowell.
  • Shoot the puck. Sounds obvious, but it’s not happening nearly enough. In the three California losses, the Devils had between 22-24 shots a game, with half of them coming in the third period. The Devils had a dozen shots total in Anaheim with over 35 minutes gone in the game. A short every three minutes means a shot every 3-5 shifts. The puck needs to move more (see above), and the shots need to get on goal. The latter is the bigger problem — shooting from the point is great if you can get deflections in front (Gionta’s signature) but if you can’t park someone in the low slot you need more cutting below the hash marks. There’s been a Bermuda Triangle of lost Devils from the center of the slot to the edges of the crease. Puck movement up and down the boards and along the blue line is pretty but pretty ineffective.
  • Give Marty a night off. Better yet, send Clemmenson up I-95 to Lowell and bring Frank Doyle down for some games (sorry, KK, but he is the heir apparent). If Clemmenson isn’t solid enough to play against Phoenix or Los Angeles, two teams that aren’t exactly smoking the league, then get help. Marty’s performance in the shootout last night can be summarized in one word: tired. True, the schedule that had the team going from La-La-Land to Silicon Valley back to Hollyweird didn’t help, and travelling in California is stressful at best, but three games in four nights over a holiday weekend is a bit much.
  • Get butts in seats. Think the Devils like playing in front of empty seats, in an arena that needs about 14,000 voices to get epsilon louder than the ventilation system? This is a positive feedback loop — fans encourage the team, the team plays for the fans, the team plays better and more fans come to games. Give out vouchers for the upper level to every school, youth hockey program and youth group in the state. If the tickets aren’t sold, what’s the downside? Get some fans in the building and they’ll buy concessions and add their noise to the mix. Encourage season ticket holders to resell or trade games they can’t use. I’d gladly trade games I’m stuck with for 4 or 6 seats to other games, if the Devils make the trade. The San Francisco Giants “Double Play” system pretty much assures that season ticket holders get their full value out of their seats, by getting butts into them. Create demand, and the fans will come. If there’s insufficient demand, start by giving things away. iTunes is free. WAPP-FM was free for one glorious summer. Solaris is free (sorry, had to put in the plug).
  • Tell Patrik Elias to have fun again. In seasons past, when Patty missed a shot or a pass when wide, you’d see Patty holler something funny (as evidenced by the smile on Gomez’s unshaven face) or laugh himself. He’s A-Rod serious now. We need the guy who used to pick up the trainer’s scissors to give Gomez an impromptu haircut. Perhaps it’s wearing the “C”, or perhaps it’s trying to figure out how to get the team to settle down, but Elias should lead the way he always has — have fun, carry a big stick, and shoot the puck. He doesn’t have to be Scott Stevens, because he’s not Scott Stevens. He’s Patty. He’s a soccer-playing, Euro-cool, well-spoken, dumpling-loving oenophile (how is that for statistically improbable phrasing?)
  • Everyone will relax, the goals will come, the game will open up, and the fans will return to watch grown men playing a simple sport that’s incredibly fun. Want an example? Here’s an open invitation for the big Devils to stay after practice this Saturday to watch the youth Devils play. Let the kids sign autographs for you, instead of the other way around, and sit on the bleachers that give you cold metal burns on your butt, and cheer for our goalie who wears #14 (because he worships Gionta), and our defenseman nicknamed Big Bird because he has the same look and disposition (but a much better slapshot) , and our third-line center who broke his foot but comes to every game to sit on the bench and cheer for his teammates. We share a rink, we share a jersey crest, so why not share in some fun?

    Bump In The Night

    Saturday, November 18th, 2006

    We got bumped last night. More specifically, our youth Devils hockey game was bumped 30 minutes later by the NHL Devils, who wanted a sheet of ice this morning. Such is life when you share your home rink with a professional team; they get dibs, next up, quarter on the machine, and any other euphemism for cutting in line. I’d like to brag that Lou Lamoriello called me to relay the schedule change, but life is much more mundane: The big Devils called the rink, the rink called our club, the club called me, and I called our team and our opponents.

    The Devils played last night, beating Ottawa in the second 3-2 game of the week, and then departed for Toronto. Why-o-why with YYZ in the plans did they need ice this morning? Rehab time. Numbers 23 and 24, Gomez and Matvichuk, doing skating and shooting drills to work the parts of their bodies recently repaired or re-injured. Gomer was smiling more than wincing, which I take to be a good sign for his recovery. With only a one-year deal in his pocket, it’s critical for Gomez to get healthy, play healthy, and make a contribution or his market (and trade) value drop quickly.

    And “Want to see my groin injury?” is a terrible conversation starter.

    Simple Physical Game, Complex Mental Game

    Saturday, November 4th, 2006

    Hockey is a simple game. Sticks made from trees, skates handed down to you from older family members, pucks that have seen happier days, ice where you can get it. At least that’s the Norman Rockwell-meets-Canada version of simple. Even with $200 Warrior sticks, custom-molded skates, pucks that are carefully chilled by our team’s puck carrier, it’s still a simple game. Skate hard, shoot hard, pass to your teammates, play your position.

    The mental game is hard. In an hour, we face a tough league opponent in our Pee Wee division. “We” is not me, personally, as I’ll be running the clock and scoresheet and cheering quietly, mumbling within the bounds of being an off-ice official for the game. But “we” is our team, today somewhat smaller in numbers due to soccer tournaments, concussions, knee injuries, and religious events. A quarter of our team is not playing today, and you can’t ask 12 year olds to step up a quarter more than they have. It will be a mental game, of who wants to be the fastest, strongest, and smartest hockey player.

    I could say the same things about the NHL Devils. There are games when they look brilliant, and games when they look like a quarter of the team didn’t make the game. It’s not just the defense — they’ve scored all of five goals in three games. It’s not lack of intensity, as Cam Jansen has redefined “knucklehead” with his knuckles on someone else’s helmet. It’s not bad penalties, because they’ve been playing cleanly. Here’s what it is: a limp power play. Lack of drive to the net, or guys setting screens in front. Too many shots from the point that have no prayer of deflection, because either there’s nobody there to deflect them or they’re shot into a maze of shin guards.

    Tonight the Devils skate down one more: Gomez is home with a re-aggravated groin injury. Sorry to see him off the ice but happier to see him treating this before it turns chronic. For the other tail-n-horns guys up in Montreal, skate one more: one more step, one more drive to net, one more pass to the open guy (if he’s open), one more check along the boards. Everything starts with one more, whether it’s shots or goals or power plays or nice saves. And that starts with the mental game, going one more than the physical game.