Sunday, December 31, 2023
Leon Rose Isn't Done
Wednesday, December 27, 2023
NHL Power Rankings: Separating the Contenders From the Pretenders
Tuesday, December 26, 2023
Yamamota Goes with the Dodgers
Thursday, December 21, 2023
About That Slump
Turns out those storm clouds on the horizon were nothing but a sun shower. After dropping three out of four games in rather ugly fashion, the New York Rangers have rebounded, winning three in a row, two against playoff-caliber teams.
But even more impressive, their Vezina trophy-winning goalie seems to have regained his form. Against the Boston Bruins and Toronto Maple Leafs, Igor Shesterkin stopped 52 of 55 shots. Three goals against in two games. Put that in your pipe and smoke it, doubters.
The puck management that had had alluded the Rangers over the last few games returned as if it had never been gone. The 2-1 OT win over the Bruins might be the best game this team has played in years; and after getting shellacked by the Maple Leafs 7-3 at the Garden last week, Tuesday's 5-2 win in Toronto was sweet revenge.
In retrospect, that 7-4 win over the Bruins last month might've been the worst thing that could've happened to this team; it gave them a false sense of accomplishment. By all accounts, it was one of the sloppiest games of the season, with both sides committing multiple turnovers. I have long held that a team that wins these types of games is like a kid who gets away with eating a chocolate chip cookie before dinner. He never pays the price, hence he never learns anything.
Well, let's just say that, unlike that kid with the cookie, the Rangers did learn something. They learned that pretending to be the 1985 Edmonton Oilers can lead to one helluva tummy ache. It's not that they don't have elite-level talent; they do. It's just that relying on that talent isn't enough; not in today's NHL. If it were, if talent alone was all a team needed, Connor McDavid and Auston Matthews would each have at least two Stanley Cup rings by now. Think about it: the Vegas Golden Knights didn't have a single scorer in the top 70 last season; yet they still won the Cup. At the end of the day, hockey is a team sport. Fantasy teams may be fun and lucrative, but they seldom win championships.
So now that the Rangers have had their rude awakening, all appears to be well. Peter Laviolette no doubt had some choice words for his players after the Toronto loss, and since then the results have been self evident. No more track meets, no more run and gun, no more half-assed passes that lead to turnovers. Just structure, structure, structure, the way he and his staff drew it up on the black board during the preseason.
For their part, the Blueshirts have been attentive students. Over their first 30 games, they are 22-7-1 for 45 points. How good is that? Consider that the 1993-94 team that won the Cup went 21-6-3 for 45 points in their first 30 games. I realize some might think it sacrilegious to compare this team to such an illustrious group of athletes. Don't count me as one of them. The more I see this team play, the more convinced I become that we could be looking at something special come June.
Fundamentally, this is as sound a hockey team as you are likely to find. They are well coached and they are disciplined. They do whatever it takes to win. They go into the trenches, they take the body, they finish their checks, they block shots, they win face-offs, they convert on the power play. And on those rare occasions when they fail to do any of those things, their goaltending is good enough to bail them out. Games they lost last season they are finding a way to win this season. It isn't always pretty, but since when has hockey always been pretty?
They are in first place in the Eastern conference, only two points behind the league-leading Golden Knights. Can you say Presidents' Trophy? I knew you could.
They are no fluke; they have earned everything they have gotten so far.
Friday, December 15, 2023
Will the Real New York Rangers Please Stand Up
Wednesday, December 13, 2023
A Sub Above
So much for tanking. Whoever said the New York Giants season was over at 2-8 - that would be me, by the way - apparently never checked in with Tommy DeVito. Over the last three games, the one-time practice squad and backup quarterback has been anything but. Indeed, he's made one helluva case to be a starter in the NFL next season, if not with the Giants then somewhere.
Just look at these numbers:
Against the Washington Commanders, DeVito was 18/26 for 246 yards with 3 TDs, no INTs and had a quarterback rating of 137.7.
Against the New England Patriots, he was 17/25 for 191 yards, 1 TD, no INTs and a quarterback rating of 103.9.
And against the Green Bay Packers, he was 17/21 for 158 yards, 1 TD, no INTs and a quarterback rating of 113.9.
He has completed 52 out of 72 pass attempts over those three games for a completion percentage of 72.2. To put that in perspective, Brock Purdy and Tua Tagovailoa have a completion percentage of 70.2 and 70 respectively. Whatever DeVito's mom is putting in those chicken cutlets she makes for her son, she should package it and sell it to the entire Giants organization.
Now before we get ahead of ourselves here, a couple of things need to be said. First, I'm not suggesting that DeVito is in the same class as Purdy or Tua. The only reason I mentioned him in the same sentence with those two was to point out just how well he's played these last three games and to give him full props; that's it. What DeVito reminds me of is Jeremy Lin: the basketball guard who burst onto the scene for the Knicks in 2011 and lit the Garden on fire for a season before being dealt to the Houston Rockets. Moments like this are special but fleeting, and Giants fans should enjoy this one while it lasts.
Second, let's knock it off with all the "in the playoff hunt" nonsense. This team is 5-8 and two of their remaining four games are against the Philadelphia Eagles who, as much as I hate to admit it, are in another league. If this season has taught us anything, it's that 2022 was an anomaly. The Giants clearly overachieved and, as a result, gave a lot of fans - myself included - a false sense of expectation going into 2023. Joe Schoen still has a lot more work to do before Big Blue becomes a legitimate contender. As I wrote prior to the start of last season, it took George Young seven years before he was able to field a team that eventually won the Super Bowl. This is only year two of the current regime.
Bottom line: given where they were three weeks ago, if the Giants finish 7-10, they'll be very fortunate. Just as important, though, they will owe their strong finish - a finish that might well save Brian Daboll's job, by the way - to a man who lives at home with his parents and whose mom still makes his bed and cooks his meals for him.
Not a bad gig. Capiche?
Sunday, December 3, 2023
The Helmet Throw: One Year Later
There are few moments in sports that can genuinely be looked upon as watershed. One such moment occurred a year ago today at Madison Square Garden.
The New York Rangers were in the midst of a stretch of games which saw them drop four of their last five, and were trailing the Chicago Blackhawks 3-0 late in the second period. The only reason the margin wasn't larger was because the Blackhawks were too inept to take advantage of the Blueshirts lackluster effort.
Jacob Trouba had seen enough. The first-year captain decided to take matters into his own hands, or should I say shoulder. He delivered a crunching open-ice hit on Andreas Athanasiou that led to several fighting majors, including one on Trouba.
But it was what he did on his way to the locker room that raised so many eyebrows. He threw his helmet towards the Rangers bench and screamed at his teammates to "wake the fuck up!"
Sadly, his words fell on deaf ears. The Rangers would go on to lose 5-1, dropping their record to a woeful 11-10-5. The season was hanging in the balance.
It was not until their next game against the St. Louis Blues that the full impact of Trouba's gesture began to take hold. Trailing 4-3 heading into the third period, the Blueshirts scored three straight goals to pull out the first of what would be seven consecutive wins. The Rangers wound up going 36-12-8 post helmet, and even though they lost to the New Jersey Devils in the first round of the playoffs, Trouba has been rightly credited with saving the season.
There are those who say that the 6-3, 210 pound defenseman is overpaid for what he does; that the Rangers would've been better off putting the $8 million they pay him towards other needs. I respectfully disagree. True, Trouba does occasionally turn the puck over, sometimes at the most inopportune time; and his offense, since his first season in New York, is highly overrated.
But the intangibles he brings to the table are undeniable. In a league where the only physical contact between players typically involves a high stick to the face or a cross check to the back, Trouba is a throw back to an era where players routinely took the body and weren't intimidated so easily.
His hits, despite the chirping from the cheap seats, are always clean and on target. He is a leader both inside and outside the locker room. There is not a single player on the Rangers who doesn't look up to him, and not a single player on virtually every team in the NHL that doesn't keep his head up a bit more when he's on the ice.
If that isn't respect, I don't know what is.
To the nerds who run the analytics departments across the league, Trouba may seem like a luxury; to the millions of fans who watched him throw his helmet in that game against the Blackhawks a year ago, we know better.
And so do his teammates.