Opening Day, not opening day

This has been, pretty much, the best Opening Day, ever.

The Tigers were as good as I've ever seen 'em in an Opener: one of the best pitching performances of all time by a Detroit hurler on Opening Day; a couple of dingers; a homer-robbing catch by the new guy Cespedes and a save for the maligned Joe Nathan.  Just about a perfect afternoon except for the game not being played at Tiger Stadium, that’s all. 

Most Important Tigers Play of the Day:  Not many would pick this one I know, but to me it was Jose Iglesias making that stop in the hole in the 9^th inning for the first out.  That guy reaches—and he should have on a play Iglesias made look routine—and while I’m not saying the Tigers lose the game, the dynamic changes completely.  They probably take Price out right there and instead of having to get a single out to end it, Nathan has to come in for a three-out save.  It was a Major League play, the kind a good Major League team makes to close out ballgames.  The kind of play that enables you to win easy, 4-0, instead of having to gut it out and have to hold on at the end.

I've been watching baseball on mlb.tv and elsewhere for 11 hours now--14 games on this busiest Opening Day in MLB history--and I have seen it all.  Here are our Top Five (okay, there are seven, sue me) moments from Opening Day, 2015 all of which I saw live:

(Late Edit, 1:27am edt, Thanks a lot Sonny Gray!) And by the way and for the record, from first pitch in Detroit until the last out in Arizona, Opening Day 2015 last 12 hours and 21 minutes...

#1 Sonny Gray takes no-hitter into 8th, becomes 1st since Lemon in '52 to pitch at least eight innings and allow only 1 hit on Opening Day in 8-0 romp over Rangers.

#2	Keuchel outduels Kluber in Houston duel.
#3	Scherzer perfect through 5 in DC debut, allows 3 unearned, loses.
#4	Price one out away from rare Opening Day complete game in 4-0 Tigers win.
#5	Rain Delay in Miami, where the stadium has a roof.
#6 (tie)	Jimmy Rollins breaks tie with three-run shot in 8th in Dodgers 6-3 win over San Diego.
#6 (tie)	Todd Frazier breaks tie with three-run shot in bottom of the 8th in Reds 5-2 win over the Bucs

I Can Remain Silent No Longer

I was going to write something about the Red Wings disastrous loss tonight--and perhaps I will tomorrow--but I came across this item on Wonkette.com and it made me forget all about hockey and really, if you know me at all you know that doesn't happen too often...

Because all it takes for evil to prevail is for good men to remain silent, I am compelled to comment on this. 

Ted Nugent told a GOP dinner, a Lincoln Day Dinner or some such in Maricopa County, AZ:

“Here’s your job, Republican Party. Twenty to 25 of those guys [veterans] kill themselves every day, and they haven’t told you why and they haven’t told anybody else why but they told me why: because the commander-in-chief is the enemy.” (Story courtesy of Right Wing Watch).

I say (and it's actually someone else doing the saying, I just wish I'd thought of it first but I will appropriate it because it sums up this sorry incident perfectly):

Draft-dodging, self-shitting child rapist says what?

Fuck Ted Nugent. 

I want all of you Republicans to remember this:  He is on your team. He is one of you.  For that, you should be ashamed.  If you are not, I am ashamed for you.

And let us never forget.  The name of the President who sent those service men and women off to suffer and die come back with the PSTD and other wounds which today compel them to choose suicide over life in such shocking numbers (and that he sent them off to war FOR NO REASON AT ALL) was not President Barack Obama.  It was President George W. Bush, may he rot in Hell (with Ted Nugent at his side) for all eternity.

I will pray and ask that God gives me the strength to find it within me to pray for my enemies as Jesus told me I must.  And for that German pilot, too.  And for the murderers of the 150 college kids today in Kenya.  But that strength is not in me tonight.  Not even on Good Friday.

The Best Game I Ever Saw

"He just kept getting closer and closer!"  Levi Jackson goes 88 yards for the score as Michigan State pulls off one of the biggest upsets in college football history, defeating #1 Ohio State 16-13 on November 9, 1974.  Photo: LansingStateJournal.com

We are half an hour away from the Spartans and the Buckeyes here in East Lansing, and if we can squeeze enough out of this one to make it last until midnight, we will be at the anniversary--40 years to the day--of the greatest game I ever saw: MSU 16, Ohio State 13 on November 9, 1974.  

I was all Green and White in those days.  It was my sophomore year at MSU and we were really doing our part in the student section in the South End Zone.  We were hammered (totes legal as the drinking age was 18 back then) and we were loud.  But after MSU took an Ohio State punt and had it first and 10 at their own 12, way, way down at the other end of the field, we also figured we were done for.  There was only a little more than 3 minutes left in the game and we were down 4, 13-9, and it looked like it was a case of a nice try but nothing else.

And it had been a nice try.  State, in a game on national TV against an unbeaten and untied and ranked #1 in the Nation Woody Hayes team, had given the Buckeyes all they could handle.  Sparty was tied 3-3 with the Bucks at the half thanks to what my memory tells me was about the longest field goal ever on the last play of the half but which the printed record says was a 39-yarder by Hans Neilson, the first in what would be a long line of great MSU placekickers.  

Michigan State was still hanging in there in the 4th quarter as Ohio State got a field goal in the third to break the tie and what turned out to be their only touchdown of the day in the 4th to move ahead 13-3.  The Spartans got a 44-yard TD pass from Charlie Baggett (the MSU quarterback was in my Advertising class and to his credit showed up for every lecture) to Mike Jones as the Spartans ran for the second time in the game a play which had been wide open for a sure score in the first half but which was dropped by a wide-open Jones.  MSU went for two and failed and it was 13-9, Ohio State.

Which brings us to the moment.  MSU way down there at the other end of the field and time running out.

And then it was Levi Jackson running away.  It was just a little quick-hitter off right guard--a play designed you'd think to pick up 2 or 3 yards at best.  But this time it went for 88.  Jackson popped through the line, swerved to his right and was off to the races down the west sideline.  None of us could believe what we were seeing.  He just kept getting closer and closer and then he was in the end zone right in front of us and we were going crazy with the screaming and the jumping up and down and the kissing of the girls who totally were not your girlfriend.  I wound up a section over and half a dozen rows up from where I had been when the ball was snapped.  With the PAT MSU led 16-13 and there was 3:12 left on the clock and we weren't even close to being done. 

Ohio State took the ensuing kickoff and, after the refs blew a call on an MSU interception on the Buckeyes first down play, drove all the way down to the Spartan 1.  Archie Griffin, (Remember him?  The only guy to win the Heisman twice?) got free and picked up about 50 yards on a play in which he faked himself out of his own shoe and Ohio State was a snap away from pulling it out.  Except Woody never gave it to Griffin again and when Ohio State failed to set themselves for one second as they snapped the ball with the clock ticking over to "0:00", it didn't matter that Brian Baschnagel had picked it up and run it in,  Except we didn't know that.  Nobody in the house did.  One official signaled touchdown and another waved the play off.  Both teams left the field celebrating.  We stormed the field, a happy mob.  The scoreboard still read: Michigan State 16, Ohio State 13.  But that one ref had raised both arms in the air on that last play.  Who had won?  Who knew?  This remains the one and only occasion in my entire football-watching life that a game was over and the winning team was not known.

After over half an hour of occupying the Spartan Stadium field the announcement was made over the PA system that the scoreboard was correct, that MSU had indeed held on to win.  What a day.

And what a game we have going on here right now.  Jeremy Langford has just gone around the left end for 33 and a score after the Spartans recovered a fumbled Ohio State punt return attempt and it's State 14, Ohio State 7 with 6:14 left in the first quarter.  Maybe this one will be a classic too.  We'll let you know.

It Was The Goalie's Fault!

Trip and Strip!

Anaheim's #15 Ryan Getzlaf trips Detroit's #55 Nicklas Kronwall but no penalty is called and Getzlaff takes the puck and goes in to score on Detroit netminder Jimmy Howard.  Getzlaf's unassisted goal, his second tally of the night, comes with only :24 left in the 3rd period and gives the Ducks a 3-2 win over the Red Wings on October 11, 2014.  (Click to emgiggen. Dave Reginek/NHLI via Getty Images) 

It's probably taken me 4 days to write the game story from Saturday night--Anaheim's 3-2 win over the Red Wings at Joe Louis Arena--because of the headline (see above) that I knew I was going to have to write.  

I'm a goalie and because I'm a goalie I know from my own personal experience that when you blame the goalie when the puck goes in, which by the way you do every single bleeping time the puck goes in, all y'all are RONG somewhere between 80 or 90 percent of the time. Like last Thursday night in the opener when Boston's first goal went in over Jimmy Howard's shoulder and I had to (calmly) explain that if Howard hadn't gone down you'd all be complaining about how the puck had beaten him low (OMG! THE 5 Hole? That is  SO WEAK!!!) because when there is an NHL shooter winding up and firing from inside the top rim of the circle you'd better get down and take away the bottom of the net right away because you sure as heck aren't going to have time to get down once he releases because from that distance. From 30 feet an NHL slapshot will get to you before you can drop and spread 'em but you still have to take away the bottom of the net because it's a lot easier for these guys to beat you low than it is for them to pick that little spot over your shoulder and under the crossbar and beat you high and when they do, well, good for them.  Etc.

That said, the first two goals Saturday night were Howard's fault; totally.  And the Wings lost 3-2. So, it's the goalie's fault.  The 3rd Ducks goal was on the ref and we'll get to that in a minute but first the two bad ones allowed by Howard.  

It was scoreless in the second when Howard, trying to flip it into the corner to his left where Nicklas Kronwall was waiting, instead turned it over to Anaheim's Patrick Maroon (wearing the new Ducks uniform that appear to have some sort of weird pumpkin spice motif going on which is nice for this time of year) who slid it out in front of the empty Detroit net.  It looked like Howard and the Wings had caught a break when Corey Perry couldn't handle it and the puck slid off the end of his stick but, uncovered, Ryan Getzlaf moved right in and blasted it by Howard who was still scrambling a bit to get back into position and who thus did not have time to either get square to his shooter or to set his feet.  When a goalie's feet are moving at release, the puck goes in about 100% of the time.  I don't know why this is, I just know that it is. That's what happened in this case and Anaheim had scored the all-important First Goal of the Game.

The Wings came back however and led 2-1 in the third when Howard made his second big mistake. Ryan Kessler's centering pass from behind the net went through the crease and Howard failed to block it and Matt Beleskey took the clean feed and fired it by.  Phil Myre, one of the great guys in hockey whose CV includes having been the #1 goalie for a couple of teams called the Montreal Canadiens and the Philadelphia Flyers, told me one night that if a pass goes through the blue of the crease and the goalie doesn't block it or deflect it, anything that happens subsequent to that failure is on the goalie.  Kessler's pass, right along the ice, almost hit Howard in the skate but his stick was not on the ice and it went straight through to the open man when Howard could have and should have blocked it and it was a one-timer into the back of the Detroit net and a 2-2 tie.

All of that said, everybody thinks the Wings lost Saturday night because neither of the referees, Tom Kowal or Kelly Sutherland, called Getzlaf for tripping Kronwall deep in the Detroit zone with the game still tied 2-2 in the final 30 seconds of the third period.  Getzlaf (see picture above) took Kronner off his skates, took the puck, and moved in laterally out of the right wing corner to beat Howard with a backhand while Detroit's other defenseman Jonathan Ericsson took it all in from a nice vantage point: stationary near the far goalpost.  Perhaps Ericsson thought a penalty was surely coming and he decided to wait for the whistle.  In any event, he was every bit as involved in the play as was any fan you care to name who was sitting in the lower bowl.  

Now the thing is, everybody is right.  There should have been a penalty called on Getzlaff who never should have scored and the Wings should still have been in a tie game and on the power play going into overtime, assuming they didn't score a go-ahead PPG (Power Play Goal) in the final 25 or so seconds left in regulation, or surrender a short-handed goal before the buzzer.

I, for one (and maybe I'm the only one), am not particularly up in arms about this.  Things happen. Mistakes are made.  The applicable sports cliche here is that "they all even out over the course of the season."  Sometimes it takes a little more than a season, that's all.

Remember last year when the Wings won a key late-in-the-season game at home against the Kings when somebody first a shot that went over the glass behind the LA net and caromed off the screen and hit Kings goalie Jonathan Quick in the back and went it?  It was as blatant a miss by the officials as you can name.  The puck is supposed to be dead when it hits the netting above the glass as it is the same thing as the puck going out of play.  But none of the officials saw it and last year (they've changed it this year because of what happened in Detroit that night last season) it was not reviewable. Imagine if the point that goal wound up costing LA had cost them a playoff spot?  It almost did, you know.  They were the 8th and final seed, remember?  And they went on to win the Stanley Cup.  If that goal, that blown call, had cost them a playoff berth, well, it would have cost them a Stanley Cup would it not?

So, the cliche, like so many cliches has the ring of truth-- it does all even out.

Boston is here tonight.  The Wings beat 'em 2-1 last week in the season opener.  Now they come in for the final time this season.  Sometimes the NHL schedule, like life itself, goes by in the blink of an eye.    

Everybody Was Right Where I'd Left Them

Gustav Nyquist (at left) has just scored on the Power Play.  His goal at 14:46 of the second period broke a 1-1 tie and gave the Red Wings a 2-1 win over the Boston Bruins on Opening Night.

It began to dawn on me even before I got upstairs for Thursday night's Detroit Red Wings 2014-15 season opener...   

The usher who lets me in the door was the same, the lady who greets me when I enter the concourse under the stands was the same, the security guard at the corridor leading to the locker rooms was the same, they guy collecting for the Press Room meal was the same (and the same low price, $6!), Leslie who prepares and serves our meals was the same, Ken Holland's reserved seat closest to the TV set was the same and so on and so on.  

And then it occurred to me: Everybody was right where I'd left them last April!

Even the opponent was the same.  The Boston Bruins.  The same Bruins who'd beaten the Wings 3-2 in overtime of Game 4 of the first round of the playoffs here last April in what became--when the Wings went to Boston and dropped Game 5 of the series a couple of days later--the last Wings game of last season.

Everything was the same.  Except, of course, for the result.  Tonight, the Wings, after falling behind 1-0 in the first came back with a pair of goals in the second and let Jimmy Howard do the rest in a 2-1 Opening Night victory.

I was a poor correspondent on this night.  Normally I'm Tweeting and live-blogging and jotting down line combinations and who scored and when they scored and so on and so on.

Tonight, I just watched the game.  I'd brought along this set of really nice high-power binoculars and I just sat there in the last row of the place, high, high above the ice and watched it all in extreme closeup.  I was the only person up there with binoculars because, really, hockey doesn't lend itself to binocular viewing the same way that, say, football does.  At Ford Field or Spartan Stadium you are literally a number of stories above the field, 7 or 8 of them judging by the number they press on the elevator to take you up there, and you can still see all 22 through the scopes.  In hockey, you wind up seeing only a player or two close up and you miss what is happening away from the puck.  But what a view of the goal you get.  Since nearly all of the important action in a hockey game takes place there, at the goal, I don't care if people think me odd for using binoculars.  I like the close-up look I get at the net.

I was sitting just a couple of chairs down from the great Matt Pavelich who spent 3 decades working the lines in the National League and was the first Linesman ever to make the Hockey Hall of Fame. You can imagine what sitting next to a guy with that kind of history means to a guy like me.  

Matt's the best.  At one point he said, "I hate that guy!"  (No, I am not going to tell you who).  No more than 6 seconds later he said, "I love that guy!"  I said, "Did Matt just say 'I hate that guy' and 'I love that guy' about the same guy in the span of 5 seconds?"  Matt said, "Hey, I can change my mind!"  

Anyway, it was a terrific game.  When Boston scored a dozen minutes in, there was some question about whether the goal had come on their first shot on goal of the night.  In other words, had Boston scored on the first shot on goal against the Wings this season?  I thought not because when I glanced at the shot-counter a couple of seconds after the puck had gone in, it read "1" and it's my experience that it usually takes them a few seconds to put a shot on the scoreboard after it's been taken, but after it stayed at "1" for a few seconds I figured it had indeed been first shot on goal against the Wings in the entire 2014-15 season and since it had gone in, well, that made it less a SOG (Shot on Goal) than a harbinger of disaster and doom.  You give up a goal on the first shot you see all season?  That can't be good, right?  Then the shotboard changed over to "2", meaning the goal had come on the second shot against of the season and that removed any portend of evil which a goal allowed on the first shot of the season would have had and I, for one, breathed a sigh of relief which was nothing less than enormous. Nobody wants a harbinger portending disaster and doom hanging over them for the entire 81 and 2/3 games which were, at the moment, remaining to be played on the Red Wings schedule.

A lot of people were critical of Jimmy Howard's having let the goal in (most people are critical of ANY goal that their goalie lets in) but let me tell you, you let an NHL guy unload with a slapshot from inside the top ring of the faceoff circle and it goes over the goalie's shoulder like this one did, tip your hat to the shooter.  The goalie has to go down because from that close in, you can't react fast enough to take away the bottom of the net and if the shooter--in this case Patrice Bergeron--picks the little tiny space over the goalie's shoulder and under the crossbar, well, nice shot and let's have a face-off at center ice and get on with our lives.

Danny DeKeyser fired in a shot from the right point early in the second period to tie the game.  Well, actually, he sort of did.  The goal was awarded to Johan Franzen as he had apparently tipped DeKeyser's shot but upon what turned out to be further, further review, (a time-consuming review of the origianal review) Franzen's redirect of DeKeyser's shot had hit Justin Abdelkader in the ass (well, it did) and only then had gone into the net.  So, officially, the goal was Abdelkader from Franzen and DeKeyser although I did point out that the puck had hit so much crap on its way in that DeKeyser, the guy who shot it in the first place, was in danger of losing his assist.  

With Detroit a man to the good later in the period, Gustav Nyquist (see picture above) was left all alone in front of B's goalie Tuukka "I Have Too Many Letters In My First Name" Rask at the top of the crease and his quick one-timer off a well-conceived/executed Darren Helm feed proved to be the gamer at 14:46.  Nyquist led the Wings in goals last year (28) and Game Winning Goals (6) and he is once again tonight Detroit's leader in both of those important offensive statistics.

So, it's one down and only 81 to play for the Red Wings.  Oh, one other thing.  In his postgame presser, Coach Mike Babcock said his team tonight was playing with six forwards who were not in the lineup on Opening Night last season.  He said this year's team was faster than that team he iced a year ago and his job now would be to make them even faster.

I was very impressed by Detroit's play and I thought the game was an outstanding example of what the best hockey in the world should look like when played at the highest level.  Anaheim, the Ducks, are here on Saturday night.  

When the Air Left the Building

If #8 Justin Abdelkader had finished here--a breakaway in overtime--we wouldn't even be talking about any of this right now...

Less than 10 minutes before the dropped the puck to start Game 4 here tonight in Detroit, Red Wings coach Mike Babcock and I were doing the exact same thing: filling in an incorrect lineup card, one with the wrong number circled next to the name of the starting goaltender.  I had already circled Jimmy Howard's #35 (in pen, of course) when the press box PA man stunned us all by saying, "...And starting in goal, #50 Jonas Gustavsson."

Like a slapshot through a screen, I never saw that one coming.  My immediate reaction was that Babcock was desperate--using a late change in starting goalie to shock his team out the stupor which was the most noticeable aspect of their game here in the 3-0 loss to the Bruins two nights ago.

He wasn't.  After warmup, Babcock was informed by his medical staff that Howard couldn't go.  He was out with the flu. Babcock has already filled out his lineup and the referee had to tell him that he had the wrong goalie listed.  It had to be changed.  So did mine.  As such, because of that late-breaking case of the flu, the Red Wings had to play their most important game of the year without the player who is, by definition their most important player.  (Your goalie is always your most important player is this game, especially in the playoffs).

It turned out not to matter.  It's hard to imagine Howard playing any better than did Gustavsson tonight, which means the result would have been the same no matter who was in net.  The Wings lost Game 4 here to the Boston Bruins 3-2 in overtime and they now trail the Bruins 3 games to 1 and the Bruins can dispatch Detroit Saturday afternoon, end this thing at the TD Bank Garden, or whatever it is that the Bruins home rink is named.

I never cheer; not ever.  Not for the most exciting, dramtic goal or for anything else.  I never say "we" or "us" when referencing a team; any team.  It's the way I was brought up.  Professionally, that is.  You don't cheer in the Press Box.  You don't show favoritism in the Press Box.

But, perhaps due to my upbringing here in the Detroit, perhaps due to how important a part of my life the Detroit Red Wings have been for almost as far back as I can remember (I didn't discover them or the NHL or, for that matter, the game of hockey until I was ten so I have some memories which predate this team and this game) I still get nervous before playoff games.  I hate them, generally.  Tonight, maybe for the first time in my life, I wasn't nervous at all at a playoff game.  The reason was simple, really.  Detroit had no chance. Why be nervous when the result is preordained?

I saw with my own eyes what happped in Game 3: men against boys.  An entire team ragdolled, rolled.  They had no chance to win that game.  Thus, they had no chance to win this one, either.

And then came the Red Wings--dominating Boston in the first period tonight they way they had been dominated by the Bruins the night before last out.  Outshot 11-4 and held without a scoring chance in the first period of Game 3, Detroit turned the tables on the Bruins completely in the first period of this one, outshooting the Bruins 15-5 and outchancing them 9-2.  It was Boston on the run from an overwhelming Detroit attack which featured multiple breakaways in the first few minutes and chance after glorious chance until the horn sounded--mercifully enough for Boston--to end the twenty minutes.  The problem was, Detroit had gotten only one puck past Tukka Rask, a power play slapper from just inside the line by Niklas Kronwall, and led by just that single goal at the intermission.  And, yes, that was good news, very good news for a team which had scored only one goal in their previous six periods, but it wasn't enough.

Pavel Datsyuk scored at 4:27 of the second, becoming the first Wings to score multiple goals in the series (not hard to imagine as it was only Detroit's fourth goal of this series) and, I don't know, I started to let myself think the same thing the 20,000 throaty fans sitting around me were letting themselves think: "Maybe they can pull this thing out.  Wouldn't that be something?  The series would be tied 2-2.  The series would be a best two-of-three..."

But, you know.

At 10:14 (a matter of seconds after me and the 20,000 throaty fans sitting around me had thought: "Halfway home!") Boston got a power play slapper from just inside the line by Torey Krug and it was 2-1.  Their first goal was identical to Detroit's.

As this was happening, the Wings influence over events was inexorably waning.  Slowly but noticeably, the dominant became the dominated.  Now it was the Bruins getting the chances.  And, finally, it was the Bruins tying the score early in the third period when the hated Milan Lucic (hit a guy in the stones with your stick one time and they never let you forget...) the player booed by 20,000 throaty fans here every time he stepped on the ice these past two games, scored at 1:15 and the air left the room.  From then on, it just felt like a matter of time until the moment of doom arrived.

The Wings had chances but in your heart you just somehow knew they weren't going in.  Even Abdelkader's OT breakway (see above).  If only, if only, if only...

And then it ended the way it had to end.  Not on a great play but on a fluke.  (It happens that way so often in overtime).  Dougie Hamilton had it along the right wing half-wall and he tossed it towards the net from 30 feet and it hit Boston's Jerome Iginla and it hit Detroit's Danny Dekeyser and it didn't hit Gustavsson but it did hit the back of the net and the air left the room and the game was over.  And with it, one supposes, the series.  Think Detroit can beat this team three in a row?  Maybe, but you'll have to show me.  

The Most Lopsided 3-0 Hockey Game Ever

After being held to a single goal in both games one and two the Red Wings did even worse here on Tuesday night, not scoring any goals, falling 3-0 to the Boston Bruins, in the process falling two games to one down to the B's in this Eastern Conference Quarterfinal.  Game 4 is here on Thursday night.

Detroit's goal production is the worst by any Red Wings team through three games of a playoff series since Detroit was shutout in the first three games of the 1945 Stanley Cup Final by Toronto. The Wings came back to force a Game 7 in that series (the Leafs won it 2-1) and no doubt it felt as hopeless for Detroit that night at Maple Leaf Gardens 69 years ago as it does here at the Joe Louis Arena tonight.  Indeed, it must have felt worse. Detroit trailed that series three games to none and had scored no goals.  Detroit trails this series 2-1 and has scored two goals.

But, for fans of a team which had turned this series into a best-of-5 and which had home-ice advantage thanks to an unlikely win in Game 1 on the road, hope is hard to come by tonight in Detroit.

You know how it always feels like a 2-0 deficit in a soccer game is insurmountable?  This felt like that. Boston totally (TOTALLY) dominated Detroit in the first period, outshooting the Wings 11-4 and holding Detroit without a single scoring chance; zero, zip,not any.  Meanwhile, Wings goalie Jimmy Howard was giving up a softie to Dougie Hamilton--a wrister from the right circle that beat him over his left shoulder at the 9-minute mark that he should have had in his hip pocket (if hockey pants had pockets which they don't)--and a rebound goal by Jordan Caron after Shawn Thornton had done all the work seven minutes later. Boston two, Detroit nothing and it seemed that it may as well have been 12-0 or 20-0, because it appeared there was nothing, nothing at all, that the Wings could do about mounting a comeback.

It was all Boston all the time, all over the ice.  Detroit needed their netminder to be perfect, and he wasn't.

"We gave them two goals, that's the bottom line," said a disappointed Detroit coach Mike Babcock.  "We've had no pushback the last two games.  I was disappointed with tonight. I thought we looked like kids tonight for sure, no question about it."

Speaking of kids, the Wings had seven players in their lineup tonight who were members of the American Hockey League champions one year ago.  What it appears to mean at the moment, and all it appears to mean, is that it is easier to win a Calder Cup than a Stanley Cup.

And right now, it feels like Detroit's Stanley Cup dream for this season is going to end Saturday afternoon in Game 5 of this series in Boston.  

Wings Overachieve in Boston; Come Home Tonight With Home Rink Advantage

You didn't think they were going to sweep them did you?

A #8 might beat a #1 in the Stanley Cup playoff--hardly anybody knows that better than a Detroit Red Wings fan (#8 San Jose over #1 Detroit in 7 in '94 and #8 Edmonton over #1 Detroit in 6 in '06 rankle still, even to this day)--but in the 10  instances (26.3% of the 38 previous #1 v #8 match-ups) in which an 8 has knocked off a 1, never has the underdog pulled off the upset in a 4-game sweep. The closest any team has ever come to that is the Los Angeles Kings which KO'd #1 Vancouver in 5 games in 2012.  Of the all-time upsets, four have gone the seven-game limit, six have gone 6 and the other would be that Kings-Canucks series two years ago.

The best way to look at where things stand right now is that this Eastern Conference Quarterfinal between the Red Wings and the Bruins is that, while tied at a win apiece, it is now a best-of-five series with Detroit holding home-ice advantage over a Boston team which fought hard to earn it in the 82-game regular season, only to lose it on that bit of magic by Pavel Datsyuk with only 3:01 left to go in Game 1, that most memorable 1-0 Detroit win.   So, for Detroit to have taken home ice advantage away from the Bruins even if they didn't look so good in Game 2, well, as Jack Nicholson says in Mars Attacks, "That ain't too bad."

When the Bruins were last here on April 2, (and here's an interesting note: the Bruins haven't won here since March 7, 2011) it was hard not to be impressed. I mean, you could see why they had 110 points or what ever it was they came into that game with. (OK, it was 110.  I looked it up).  Boston was big and strong and fast and they won a ton of battles along the wall.  Like I said, you could see, heck it was obvious, why they were an elite team.  After the first period, I figured they would win and win rather easily. When they took a 2-1 lead early in the third, you thought, "Nice try, fellows." Entering the game that night, Boston was 45-4-5 (.925) in games in which it was tied or ahead after two periods. Who figured the Wings had much of a shot trailing a team with a record like that in the third?  But, as you will recall, that was the night Tomas Tatar scored off a goalmouth scramble to tie it with eleven minutes left and Gustov Nyquist won it by skating past the B's D on a one-on-two to move in on Tukka Rask and light him up high.  Here, just for the record, is the Bruins defenseman Nyquist beat to the outside and embarrassed (undressed) on the play:

#33 Zdeno Chara wasn't smiling the night he met Gustav Nyquist!

By the way and for the record, the guy Chara appears to be preparing to rag-doll above, Brendan Smith, is not a small human: he's 6'2, 200.  Chara, honest to God, is 6'9, 255.  Really.  6'9!  His wingspan, including his stick, has to be something like 30 feet. And you have to wonder how a 6'2 hockey player had to feel in the grasp of that gargantuan.  Our advice: outskate the bastads. Seriously.  Don't let them catch you like this!  Make 'em spend the night chasing you.  Like in that April 2 game here in Detroit.  Like in Game 1 there in Boston.

Also our advice: Have your goalie play better.  We said going in that the Bruins are the better team.  Let's face it.  There's a reason (actually there are several reasons) why Boston finished so far in front of Detroit--24 points for those of you scoring at home--and the biggest of them is that the Bruins are a better hockey team than the Red Wings.  That's how the standings thingy works. However, just because you are the better team doesn't always mean you win, especially in the playoffs in the National League. And the primary cause of this, of the better team losing more often than you would expect would be the case (remember, slightly better than one in four 1 v 8 matchups go to the 8) is that the inferior teams goalie played better than the superior teams goalie. 

That's why Detroit won Game 1.  In Game 2, Detroit's Jimmy Howard probably played about as poorly as he could play and I'm not even sure that's an accurate assessment. It was more a case, it seemed to me, of Howard not getting many breaks around the net and getting an especially poor one on Boston's first goal when Howard wound up putting the puck on a Boston stick when he was caught out of position, the net behind him essentially unguarded. But was that goal really his fault?  You don't want your goalie to have to come all the way out to the hashmarks to play a puck directly in front of his net if there is any way not to, but Detroit--caught a little bit I thought on a change--let exactly that happen. Then you get a bad bounce and Howard's hung out to dry and the puck is in your net and a team, Boston, which was 41-6-2 (.857) when scoring first during the regular season, has scored first against you.  A few minutes later, you're shorthanded and this happens:

See the puck in the back of the net?  #18 Reilly Smith makes it 2-0 Boston with a first period power play goal.

This was the first of three Boston goals Howard got a piece of before the puck crossed the line. Some night, you got a little of it and it stays out.  Some nights they don't.  This was a don't night for Howard and the Red Wings.

It's safe to say that if Boston scores four again, they will win again. So Howard needs to have a night where when he gets some of it, it stays out.  And pretty much, that is luck. So pretty much, it is luck on which this series rides.

When they drop the puck at the Joe Louis Arena for Game 2 it will be the first Boston-Detroit playoff game in Detroit since April 4, 1957 when the Bruins eliminated the regular season champion Wings in 5. This was Game 5, and I don't know why I wasn't alerted to the fact the Bruins and Wings were playing that night at the Olympia.  I would have wanted to be there.  I was something like twenty months old at the time, after all. 

Detroit, down three games to one, scored three: Alex Delvecchio, Ted Lindsay and Metro Prystai got 'em. Gordie Howe had two assists.  Johnny Bucyk, "The Chief", one of the greatest Bruins ever, played--for Detroit.  But on this night, just like Sunday, Boston scored 4 and they won.  They scored those 4 goals off Glenn Hall and they were the last goals Hall ever allowed as a Red Wing.  He had invited his boss, Red Wings GM Jack Adams, to go f--- himself earlier in the season (perhaps earlier in the series, the record is unclear) in response to an Adams intermission tirade in the Wings dressing room.  After the season,  still upset apparently, Adams shipped Hall to Chicago.  He did okay over there.  The Wings missed him. Bucyk was also traded in that offseason, to Boston.  He did okay over there was well.  The Wings missed him, too. We'll tell you those stories some other time as our mind, as always, is filled with hockey.

One Point To Make...

#81 Phil Kessel of the Toronto Maple Leafs is spent as the game and his teams dream of a Stanley Cup end.

First up today, we bid adieu to the 2013-14 Toronto Maple Leafs who saw their run of consecutive playoff appearances end at 1 last night when they were eliminated from postseason consideration in a 3-0 loss at Tampa.  Their demise had actually come a little less than half an hour earlier, at least insofar as the Red Wings were concerned, when Detroit completed their 4-2 win at Buffalo--running their season point total to 90 and making it unpossible for the Leafs to catch them.  The Leafs could still have tied Detroit in points by coming back and beating the Lightening last night (they trailed 2-0 mid-way through the third period when the Wings game ended) and by winning their last 2 games while Detroit lost their last 3, but even then they would have finished behind Detroit in Regulation+Overtime Wins, so as soon as the Wings game ended it was "see 'ya next year" Mapleos.

Detroit's victory leaves only two teams with a chance of passing them and knocking them out of the playoffs: Washington and New Jersey.  Detroit would have eliminated Washington last night too, had the Capitols done what was expected of them: to go out and lose in St. Louis to the best team (111 points) in the Western Conference , but somehow (perhaps the goal--#50 by Alex Ovechkin and his two assists to go with?) they didn't, instead besting the Blues 4-1.   So, Washington can still finish with 91 points by winning their 3 remaining games.  Should the Wings lose their remaining 3, all in regulation, they'd finish with 90, and if Columbus, a point back of the Wings, were to pass the Wings too, Detroit would miss the playoffs.  If Detroit and Washington were to each finish with 91 points, then it's good news for the Wings as they own the tie-breaker over Washington: ROW (currently 33-26, Detroit).

As for Jersey, the only way they can knock the Wings out is to win their remaining 3 to finish with 90 points and for the Wings to lose their remaining 3 in regulation. That would leave each team with 90 points and New Jersey would oust Detroit due to more ROW. Again, assuming Columbus were to pass the Wings, it would mean Detroit would miss the playoffs.

The Bottom Line is this: the next point the Wings get--if they indeed do get another point--puts them in the playoffs no matter what anybody else does.  At the same time, the next point Washington and New Jersey fail to get will mean they cannot finish ahead of Detroit and just as soon as that happens, the Wings will be in the playoffs...again.

As an aside, here's the most unlikely playoff scenario of them all:  Detroit loses their remaining 3 games in regulation.  Columbus loses their remaining three in regulation.  Washington and New Jersey each win their remaining 3 games.   Washington finishes as the First Wild Card, New Jersey is the Second Wild Card and Detroit and Columbus miss the playoffs.

This is why it's always fun at this time of year as teams try to get in and others try to stave off elimination.  (Is there any other situation in the English language in which the word "stave" is the appropriate one to use?)

Failing at staving was Toronto, whose collapse this year was a macrocosm of their Game 7 collapse in Boston in the playoffs last spring.  In that game you'll recall, the Leafs led 4-1 with 10:18 left and yakked it up before regulation time was done.  It was the largest lead ever lost so late in a Stanley Cup playoff game. This, the 2014 stretch run to the playoffs, was just like that.  Only 26 days ago, on March 14, Toronto was in second place in the Atlantic Division and looked like a mortal postseason lock.  They had the third-best record in the Eastern Conference, trailing only Boston and Pittsburgh.  And then Toronto went 2-10 (4 points in 12 games!) and 8 ( really, 8!) teams passed them in the standings and all coach Randy Carlyle could say after what turned out to be his teams elimination game last night was, "Numb and shock I guess would be the words to describe this. Extremely disappointed. Shallow. Embarrassed. All those things.”  Which, if you think about it, is pretty much all could say, verbatim really, after the Disaster in Boston just eleven months ago.

So. Toronto is left to re-tool.  The Red Wings are left to pick up that one last point or ope their pursuers fail to get at least one last point in order to play on.  The winning percentage of the teams Detroit closes against (@Pittsburgh tonight, v. Carolina Friday, @St. Louis Sunday) is .622--the toughest remaining schedule in the Conference and the second-toughest in the National League.  Columbus has the easiest remaining schedule of the Wild Card contenders (.521) while Washington's remaining foes have played at a .589 clip and New Jerseys are at .568.

Tonight's game, "Rivalry Night" although I don't really think there's that much of a deep-seated "rivalry" between the Wings and Pens aside from the Cup Final a few years back--can be watched and streamed on the NBC Sports Network.  The puck drops at 8:10 Eastern time.

The last time these two teams met, on March 20, I thought about retiring after the game because I figured I'd finally seen it all.  That was the night the Wings took a 2-0 lead, fell behind 3-2, went ahead 4-3, got tied 4-4 and won in with 0.4 seconds left in overtime.   Well, I didn't quit and so, here we go again.

How Stephen Gionta (of all people) Could Cost The Detroit Red Wings the Playoffs

This goal, this one right here, could be the reason the Red Wings miss the playoffs...

#65 Danny DeKeyser and #8 Justin Abdelkader look like they have position but #11 Stephen Gionta tips a shot past Jimmy Howard at 19:23 of the 3rd to beat Detroit, 4-3

It’s March 4^th and the Red Wings are at New Jersey and the game is tied 3-3 until this instant when Stephen Gionta tips a shot past Jimmy Howard to put the Devils ahead.  The goal comes with 36.6 seconds to play and it's the game-winner.  Had Detroit been able to hang on for that final half a minute or so, they would have at least picked up and point and perhaps, in so doing, might have changed the course of franchise history.  Time, as you will see, will tell.

As for Gionta, well, the assist he picked up Saturday night turns out to be the only point he's gotten since.  But his could turn out to be the biggest goal of them all this season.

As you know, the fate of the Wings—whether or not they will make the playoffs for the 23^rd year in a row or not—will be decided this week as Detroit closes out the regular season with four games in six days, three on the road and two against Division winners.

It’s possible that the Wings will have to win three of their last four (or at least get two wins and a single point in one of the others) to get in.  Here’s why…

As of now, Monday afternoon, Detroit is hanging on to the first of the two Wild Card slots with 88 points. (Columbus has, for now, the other Wild Card with 87.) 

The Wings Magic Number is 5.  Any combination of points gained by Detroit and not gained by New Jersey totaling five will put the Red Wings in the playoffs.  

But here’s the problem: New Jersey, on the outside looking in with 84 points has, like Detroit (and Columbus for that matter) four games left.  Three of them are against non-playoff teams before they close the regular season at home against Boston—a team which has apparently decided their best course of action is to rest up for the playoffs.  Hence, it is not out of the realm of possibility that the Devils could run the table and finish with 92 points. 

Were Detroit to split their remaining four, they too would finish with 92 points, but since the NHL decided that shootout wins, decided as they are in a sort-of “skills competition” should not count as much as wins decided by actual goals scored under actual game conditions, downgraded shootout wins so that while they are still worth two standings points they don’t count quite as much when it comes to breaking ties in the standings, Detroit would, in that scenario, almost certainly finish behind the Devils in the tie-breaker: ROW (Regulation+Overtime Wins).  As of right now, Jersey has two more ROW (34-32) than Detroit and if that holds, the Devils would finish ahead of Detroit. 

Now, it is possible (unlikely but possible) that Jersey could win all four of their remaining games in shootouts.  If that happened and if Detroit finishes with two additional regulation time or OT wins both teams would finish with 92 points and 34 ROW.  In that case, the season series would be the tie-breaker except that in this case it would not and here’s why: According to the NHL, “If two clubs are tied, and have not played an equal number of home games against each other, points earned in the first game played in the city that had the extra game shall not be included.”

Detroit played Jersey three times this season so there were not an equal number of home games so the first game at New Jersey, Detroit’s 3-1 win there on December 6, would not count and both teams recorded two points in the remaining games:

March 4-- Det 3 @NJ 4 

March 7-- Det 7 v NJ 4

The key is that game on March 4.  That was the game the Wings were 36 seconds away from sending to OT before Gionta stepped in.  Had they been able to do get the game to overtime, they would have picked up a point and would have won the head-to-head tie-breaker against the Devils three points to two.

So, let’s say that however unlikely, NJ wins their last four in shootouts and Detroit gets two more ROW and that’s it and both teams finish tied in points and ROW.  What then?

It’s Goal Differential.  The team with the better Goal Differential (Goals For/Goals Against) gets in.  And right now, NJ has the edge.  They are (-9) and Detroit is (-11).  And get this.  If Gionta hadn’t scored that goal, both teams would be tied there as well at (-10). 

Stephen Gionta, for the record, has four goals this season.  He’s 454th of 868 NHL players this season in goals.  He is 156^th of 251 among NHL Centers in goals.  And the last goal he scored this season?  Naturally, it came on March 4 against Detroit.  Yes, that goal.  

The Deceits of Tori Hunter

I saw my favorite play of the year and maybe of all time here at Comerica Park last night. Lies and the lying liars who tell them…

Here’s the setup: runner on first (Boston’s Mike Napoli) and less than two out; fly ball, medium depth to right. Detroit right fielder Tori Hunter settles in underneath it and is prepared to make the catch when all of a sudden he holds both of his hands out palms up and begins wildly shaking his head side-to-side, searching desperately. Hunter’s lost the ball in the lights or against the sky and he is trying to find it and he cannot. 

Napoli has done exactly that which he is coached to do. He has proceeded as far towards second as he can while still being able to return safe to first after the catch. But when he sees Hunter has lost the ball, he takes another half-step towards second. Just a half of a step--and now he’s dead.

Hunter hasn’t lost the ball at all. At the last instant he reaches out, catches it and in the one-motion move common to a Big League outfielder, fires a strike to first. Napoli is out by an eyelash.

I’m watching this and I say, “Oh, my God! He did that on purpose!”

I was telling my daughter about it over breakfast this morning, complete with the same “I lost it” pantomime, and she’s all, like, “You can do that?” “Oh, yes,” I said. “It’s part of the game; always has been. They do this sort of thing all the time. They lie to your face. They openly attempt to deceive. They’ll pretend they have the ball in their glove even if they don’t if they think it will make a runner think twice about going for an extra base. I remember a couple of years ago and A-Rod was on third in Seattle or someplace and there’s a pop fly to the left side of the infield and he starts yelling, ‘I got it, I got it!’ The Seattle shortstop backs off thinking he’s hearing his teammate call for the catch when it’s really his opponent A-Rod who’s doing the yelling and now there’s nobody in position to make the catch and the ball falls free for a hit. The Mariners are steamed. They accuse A-Rod of cheating. I said, ‘No, it’s not: Part of the game.”

“Well,” Laura said. “Tori Hunter is my new favorite Tiger!”

I asked Tori about the play this afternoon before the game and he said it’s the sixth or seventh time in his career he’s pulled it off. This one however was, he said, the sweetest because the guy he victimized, Napoli, was his teammate in Los Angeles for three years and should have known better as he’s seen Hunter pull this exact trick before and he’s seen it with his own eyes. Hunter got a hit later in the game and when he got to first, Napoli, the Boston first baseman said, “I’m not talking to you!

Hunter said this was the first time the play has worked in an outdoor stadium. He used to do it “all the time” when he played for the Twins at the Metrodome because outfielders would lose the ball all the time against the notoriously bad background of the Teflon roof there—so when he pulled the fake there it was plausible to his victims he’d lost the ball. He said he waited to try it here last night until twilight because it’s plausible that an outfielder will lose a fly ball in the gloaming—other than having the sun in your eyes, it’s the most likely time for a player to lose the ball against the sky.

You could tell Tori really enjoyed getting Napoli’s goat last night. His smile was wide (you could see it from up here) after the umpire called Napoli out. Tori always has a good time out there. Ask him if he don’t. I did. As he sees it, it’s like playing basketball against your brother. You are going to shove and you are going to elbow and you are going to do whatever you can to win, but you are still having fun. It made me think of something, and I said it to him: I have never in all the years seen a ballplayer smile on the field as often as Tori Hunter.

In the game here tonight—quite literally as I write these words—Hunter is called out trying to steal second base. (Steal? There he goes again…) He has beaten the play. The umpire calls him out anyway. Inning over. Hunter protests. He is arguing. And, naturally, as he is all up in the umpires face, he is smiling. Ruefully perhaps, but smiling nonetheless.

Fun At Aaron's Wedding

All right, boys.  Sorry about the delay, but here's the skinny on My Night at Aaron's Wedding.

First off, NO KOGEL DOGS!  (I had been told there would be Kogel Dogs.)  There was, upon arrival, a lovely spread of various salads and pickles and olives and crackers--the liver pate was my personal favorite--and there was an open bar, so my disappointment in, (not to mention my remembrance of) the Dog situation was short-lived.

Now, here's the thing: I told my wife I was going to wear a brown checked sportscoat and tan slacks and she said, and I quote, "You will look nice in that."  Well, perhaps, but this was a pretty REALLY Orthodox affair and of all the men there--and the crowd it seemed to me was maybe 300 people--I was the only one not wearing a black suit.  I could not have stood out more had I simply worn my goalie gear, complete with skates and mask.  Here's what I mean.

Can you spot the Gentile in this photograph?

As for the Groom, he was at the head table in a room set aside from the main reception hall as the wedding guests arrived and scarfed down all of that pre-wedding food.  It was interesting in that they had all of the men in one room and all of the women in another.  Personally, I would have rather hung out with all the girls, but hey, that's just me.  Anyway, here's our man now, during what, for want of a better term, I would call the Pregame, about an hour or so before the ceremony itself.

Note the ample supply of alcoholic beverages at the ready...

About an hour and a half after arrival, Aaron was ushered into the Wedding Hall itself amid much fanfare and loud singing and the ceremony began.  At least I think it did.  I was hanging back with our lawyer buddy Solomon and we didn't exactly have the best seats in the house.  We were Standing Room Only, in fact.

Say buddy, how about taking off that hat? I can't seem a damn thing back here!

Solomon, in addition to being a fine young attorney and hockey player, was a veritable font of information.  During the vows (which we pretty much couldn't hear anyway) he told me, well actually, first he told me, "Mazeltov!" to which I said, "Dude, that's not even a word," and he then told me things like, for example, every woman there was wearing a wig.  Some sort of a custom. Even the girls with beautiful hair of their own were wearing wigs. They all looked very nice, in case you were wondering.  Then he told me that when we got to the reception hall, I would find it divided by a curtain designed to keep the men on one side and the women on the other and that the men would dance with men and the women would dance with women and I said, "Well, that's just messed up."

The last time I got invited to a guys-only party, I'm not going to lie to you, things could have turned out better.

Although they did set a fine table, I must say.

WAY too nice for Kogel Dogs although Paulie's jerky would have fit right in.

Anyway, I decided I would leave at this point even if there were a couple of guys who I was kinda hoping would ask me to dance.  And on my way out, I got the money shot.  The Happy Couple!

I told you guys she was really pretty!

So, our best wishes to the Newlyweds from all of us at the Oak Park Hockey Guys Who Play on Tuesdays and Thursdays!

Why I'm Voting for President Obama

I'm voting for President Obama because...
Instead of losing 700,000+ jobs per month as we were at the end of the previous Administration, we have had 38 consecutive months of private sector job growth.
General Motors is alive.
Osama Bin Laden isn't.
Insurance companies can no longer deny coverage due to pre-existing conditions.
Insurance companies have to spend 80% of every dollar they take in in premiums on actual health care.
Insurance companies cannot impose a lifetime limit on coverage.
My daughter can stay on our health care plan until she is 26.
Student loan rates are down because the government has (rightfully) taken the program over again, removing the profit motive, reducing rates, stopping the gouging of the young people.
Our house lost 40% of its value the last time we had a Republican in office.
The war in Iraq is over.
The war in Afghanistan is about to be over.
I've read the Ryan Budget.  It's horrifying.
Mr. Romney called the Ryan Budget "marvelous" and said he would sign it, "happily."
I am against the privatization of Social Security.
I am against turning Medicare into a voucher system.
Mr. Ryan's self-confessed political inspiration Ayn Rand is a total psychopath.
Mr. Romney won't release his tax returns.  I conclude the only reason for him to so refuse is because there is something in there that he knows would end his chances to become President were that something to become public.
Mr. Romney believes it is fair for him to pay a tax rate of less than 15% because he makes his money on capital gains, while my family pays over 30% because our income results from actual work.
Mr. Romney lies.  Repeatedly and even when his lies (such as Jeep moving production from Toledo to China but there are many, many others) are obvious and demonstrable.
Mr. Romney likes firing people:

Mr. Romney's top adviser on the judiciary is Robert Bork.  (Really? Robert Bork?)

This is just what I've got off the top of my head.

Urban Meyer is a Big, Fat Liar

I spent almost an hour a few weeks ago reading a LONG article in Sports Illustrated about how Urban Meyer's family assented to letting him return to coaching college football only after he signed a pledge to them promising he would change his ways: that he would be more mellow; that he would possess (and display) a more developed sense of perspective and priority.  I was happy for him.  The article quoted him as saying that his behavior at Florida was such that it both adversely affected his health and damaged his family.  So I thought, "good on him".  And I mentally wished him he best.  And I in so doing I was duped.  Anybody who saw Urbie on the Spartan Stadium sideline Saturday now knows that the entire SI article about The New Urban Meyer, every word of it, was utter bullshit.  There he was, completely out-of-control, (making fucking Woody Hayes seem mellow for Christ's sake), going 20 yards out onto the field to argue a penalty and only by some miracle NOT being flagged for a fifteen-yard unsportsmanlike conduct penalty.  I'll tell you what, I was sure he was going to assault himself a zebra right then and there.  Not that there is anything in particular wrong with that.  That's just how coaches, by and large, are.  Just don't go telling a national publication and by extension me, how you are a changed man, 'kay?  And now we learn that Meyer sent Michigan State an incomplete game film the week before the game, a tape edited so the Spartan coaching staff wouldn't be able to see the shifts and formation changes the Buckeyes were making prior to snapping the ball.  It wasn't a huge deal, it was just a crappy, unsportsmanlike, unprofessional bush league thing to do.  So, now we know the truth about Urban Meyer.  He's the same jagoff asshole he's always been.  So fuck him.

Let's Watch the Spartans and the Eagles!

Tim Staudt, one of the best sportscasters in America but a guy you probably have never heard of if you don't live in the Lansing area (he's been on the air here since I was an MSU student and I was an MSU student a long, long time ago) coined a phrase in advance of last week's Massachusetts at Michigan game.  With UM favored by fifty-something, he called it not a football game, but rather a "football demonstration."

That's what we have here this afternoon with MSU giving 33 against an Eastern Michigan team which has never, ever defeated a Big Ten opponent (0-30), and which is 0-8 all-time against the Spartans.

The nub of it is this: no matter what they do here at Spartan Stadium this afternoon, MSU can't win.  If they blow 'em out by 50 everybody will say, "Big deal, it's Eastern.  They've given up 37 at Ball State, 31 to Illinois State (not Illinois, Illinois State), and 54 to Purdue.  That's 122 points in 3 games!"  If State doesn't win by 50, it will feel like a loss.

What happened last week in that 20-3 loss to Notre Dame on a Saturday night which began with MSU ranked 10th in the nation; with both expectations and the Goodyear Blimp sky high; with a National TV audience tuned in?  The explanation is, as is so often the case, oh-so simple: MSU got beat at the point of attack on both sides of the ball.  Notre Dame--rushing four against the Spartans five for most of the night--kept the pressure on MSU quarterback Andrew Maxwell while holding Le'Veon Bell to 77 yards on 19 carries.  (Although it seemed odd to most of us that in a game in which MSU was down only 11 for most of the second half, they gave the ball to Bell only four (4!) times after halftime.)  The defensive line allowed ND to rush for more than twice as many yards as MSU (122-50) and rarely got pressure on Irish quarterback Everett Golson.  Additionally, Spartan receivers dropped way too many balls and the harried Maxwell made a few poor decisions.

The result is a humbled Spartan team falling to #20 with plenty to work on here this afternoon.

The more interesting game, and the more interesting question is how will Notre Dame do against Michigan tonight in South Bend (7:30 Eastern on NBC).  Michigan has beaten ND three straight, scoring the winning touchdown in the final thirty seconds in each of those games, including last year's Game for the Ages when ND scored the go-ahead TD with :30 left on the clock, only to see UM win it with a TD with :02 left.  It was one of the best college games ever played.  Here's a nice stat.  We mentioned the Wolverines have won those 3 in a row against the Irish.  The last time Michigan beat Notre Dame four in a row was in 1908.

We'll probably get home from East Lansing in time for the second half.

The Spartan Band takes the field at we're about fifteen away from kickoff.  We'll keep you posted....

(Oh, Central just hit a walk-off field goal after recovering an on-side kick and they beat Iowa 32-31.  The Press Box erupted.  Fans here in East Lansing know exactly how this feels since that is exactly what the Chips did right here in this Stadium, what, three years ago?)

State gets the ball to start the game and converts a third and one before going and three and out on the next set of down and punting.  On 3rd and ten, Maxwell made a poor decision and tucked it under way to early.  Eastern was only rushing three, and Maxwell had time to look for an open man but he didn't take it.  The Eagles pick up a first and they move into MSU territory the first time they have the ball today.

The Eagles for for it on 4th and one at the MSU 36 but are denied, so, after a TV timeout (the game is on the Big Ten Network which sort of counts as TV) the Spartans will commence their second possession of the afternoon.  It was, by the way, 58 degrees at kickoff under mostly cloudy skies and the wind was blowing out of the northwest at either 8 or 13 miles per hour, depending on which source one chooses to believe.  Right now, wind does not appear to be a factor down on the field.

Maxwell is driving me nuts.  After Bell ran for 22 and 15 yards on consecutive carries, Maxwell threw underneath and incomplete to Aaron Burbridge. Even had the ball been caught, Burbidge--the freshman from Farmington Hills Harrison (I called Harrison's 27-20 loss to Southfield last night, a game Harrison led 17-0 at the half after holding the Bluejays to 2 yards of offense in the first half)--would never had made the line to make.  We saw the same thing numerous times last Saturday night, Maxwell failing to throw to a receiver who had made it to the first down marker on a third down passing attempt.  He has to improve in that regard.  Oh, and then Dan Conroy missed from 39 (his 3rd FG miss this season) and it remains scoreless here with now under 5 to play in the first.

Bell, 62y in 8 rushes, gains 16 on first down but Maxwell misses badly on a pair of third-and-12 throws and that is that.  The Spartans punt again.  Still no score.  Not a sellout here today, by the way. It appears a lot of the students have elected to spend the afternoon in their dorm rooms.

Did we mention Purdue scored 54 on these guys last week?  MSU fails to score in the first quarter here today, gaining 84 yards of total offense, 76 of those by Bell on ten carries.  After One: EMU 0, MSU 0.

Bell gets to 100 yards on his 13th carry with a little over 12 minutes left in the second but the drive stalls so Conroy comes on to hit a 35y field goal with 10:06 left in the first half.  Points are on the board at long last and MSU leads EMU 3-0.

Uh, Michigan State, giving 33, is trailing Eastern Michigan at halftime here 7-3.  Picking up where they left off against Notre Dame when they were 1/8 in second half third-down conversions, MSU goes 1/8 on third down in the first half today.  Maxwell is 9/19 for 31 yards.  The only bright spot--and I mean the only bright spot, is Le'Veon Bell: 117y on 17 rushes.  An MSU fumble gave the Eagles the ball at the Spartan 23 and Eastern got a TD toss on the first snap after the turn.  HALFTIME: EASTERN MICHIGAN 7, MICHIGAN STATE 3.

Bell carries on each of the first 5 plays run by MSU in the second half, so he has more touches in the second half today (5) than he did in the entire second half last Saturday night (4). Maxwell thrown underneath again on third down so MSU comes up short and Conroys hits a 45y FG with 9:25 left in 3rd.  MSU pulls to within one, trails 7-6.

Here's the good news.  I don't think EMU can move the ball on MSU.  The Eagles have 84y of offense and only 4 first downs.  So, if the Spartans donn't turn it over again, they should be able to come back and win this thing.

EMU turns it over at their 41 and MSU gains a grand total of 3y, punts.  Frustrating.

Maxwell finally hits a couple downfield--finding TE Dion Sims for 16 and then 17 on consecutive plays.  Holding (naturally) stalls the drive and Conroy's 3rd field goal of the day is a 35-yarder that gives MSU a 9-7 lead with 1:11 left in the third.

Touchdown, MSU.  Been a while.  Maxwell hits Sims (4 2nd-half catches) with a ten-yard scoring strike as MSU goes 89 in 12 to move ahead 16-7.  7:19 left, so it looks like they will get out of here with a win.  I have to leave for the post-game interviews in a couple of minutes which is a shame because I've been watching the A's-Yankees game out of the corner of my eye and what a show in the Bronx.  Oakland hit three homes and scored 4 in the top of the 13th for a 9-5 lead, NY has just scored 4 to tie in their half of the 13th.

Back from the interviews and I think Mark Dantonio was, well, upset.  We'd ask and he'd answer, "Yes, next question."  I'm pretty sure you'll see it in SportsCenter.  MSU scored late while we were down on the field and they win 23-7.  They will, most certainly, have to play better one week from today here to beat Ohio State.  The Tigers beat the Twins 8-0, Chicago is at LA at nine.  We'll be at Comerica tomorrow, we'll talk to you then.

Let's Watch the Spartans and the Irish!

Michigan State is in trouble here at Spartan Stadium.  Their defense, which had not surrendered a touchdown in the first two games, has given up two in the first twenty minutes and the Spartans are down 14-0 with a little over 9 minutes left in the second quarter.  State's offense isn't exactly lighting it up.  That MSU has had 9 third down snaps already (converting 5) is telling.  State is having some trouble moving the ball.   Their long game is a 19-yard pass.

I think the thing to do is to remember not last years game against the Irish (a 31-13 ND win in South Bend), but rather last year's Wisconsin game here where MSU trailed 14-0 as they do tonight.

State down 14-3 at the half.  Their long drive so far is 49 yards.  They have been out-gained 189-121 in spite of having run 6 more plays than the Irish.  They are 4 of 9 on third downs and have had ten third down snaps tonight, but one doesn't count as a play as ND was called for a penalty.  Andrew Maxwell is 10/18 for 74, Notre Dame's Everett Golson is 7/19 for 126 and a TD.  MSU gets the ball to start the second half...

MSU finally got a little drive going as they moved from own 11 to near midfield but a holding call and a dropped third down pass put an end to that.  MSU now 4/12 on 3rd down, and they are still down 14-3 to the Irish as we move under 6 to play in third.

MSU makes first big mistake in this game--a roughing the kicker call gives ND a 1st down and keeps drive alive under 4 to go in 3rd.

Total y about even & ND has no drive longer than 51y-but have scored on both their 51y drives. MSU long drive 49y. In 4th now 14-3 ND

If ND weren't 1/10 in 3rd down coveresions, I'll tell you what, this game would probably be over.  3rd down #14 coming up for MSU now and they fail and are 4-14 after a complete pass is short of the line to make.

Let's Watch the Lions and the Rams, Shall We?

As I settle in for the afternoons activity here at Ford Field, here's what's on my mind prior to the Lions season opener:  HOW CAN THE TIGERS BE A .448 TEAM ON THE ROAD AND A .606 TEAM AT HOME?  HOW?  I'm going to read the Game Notes now and maybe take a Xanex and will report back soon on football-related matters.

So, just the past Monday I happened to be outside Gaylord Family Stadium, home of the Oklahoma Sooners, and I saw Sam Bradford's statue.  I didn't even know he had a statue.  But he does.  So too do former Lions Billy Sims and Steve Owens.  So there is that.  Truth be told, I don't know what to make of any of this, except that here in person this afternoon I'll see Bradford in real life as he QB's the St. Louis Rams.

Stafford smartly drives Lions down field on first drive of 2012, 77 in 13, 6 Firsts.  He's 7/9 on the drive for 53.  Only problem is that on first and goal from the 3....he throws a pick and the Lions get no points on a drive that took 6:06.

Pretty clear that St. Louis can't stop Detroit as Lions--on their second posses--drive into the Red Zone again.  Trailing 3-0, but that is about to change...

Sorry, no updates for a while there.  The Lions should be killing these guys (they've outgained 'em 231-91) but they aren't.  3 Matthew Stafford intercepts have led to all the points the Rams have scored here as they somehow lead the Lions 13-10 as the second half begins.  St. Louis simply can't stop the Lions.  The problem in the first half was that the Lions were stopping themselves.  Stafford threw two Red Zone picks and the other was returned for a TD.  On to the second half...

Let's Watch the Tigers and the Yankees (Again)!

The Tigers tonight, in game two of their series against the Yankees here at Comerica Park, look to tie their record for longest win streak in this stadium at ten. In addition to their nine-game home streak, the Tigers have won 15 of their last 16 at home, a run which began on the 4th of July.

It was a perfect night for baseball last night, and we were treated to a game which was pretty much perfect. Not in the 27-up, 27-down sense, but in terms of watching one of the all-time greats at his all-time best.

Justin Verlander tied his career high with 14 strikeouts, and were it not for his own error, very likely would have shut the Bombers out. As it was, he set a Detroit record for most strikeouts in a game against New York. It was the kind of a night that you expect you will remember for a long time.

While the Tigers have been hot of late (they've now won 5 in a row--their season long win streak is 6) New York, in spite of being tied for the best record in the league at 63-45 (.583), have struggled over the course of the last three weeks, going 6-11 (.353) in their last 17.

Here are some knock-your-eyes out numbers: during Detroit current 5-game win streak, Prince Fielder is hitting .588(!) (10x17) with 3 homers and 8 RBI. Miguel Cabrera has also hit 3 homers in the last 5 games, driving in 7 and hitting .364 (8x22). Both the Tigers superstars homered last night with Cabrera hitting the shrubbery in dead center, a blast measured at 454 feet.

The batting cage has been wheeled away, the lines drawn, and the infield is being wetted down. It won't be long now and we'll check in with you as developments warrant on this warm Tuesday night in Detroit.

First pitch came at 7:07 and it was 87-degrees (was 80 at game time last night).  Both teams went down in order in the first and both pitchers, Rick Porcello for Detroit and Phil Hughes for New York, threw a mere 13 pitches.  On to the second.

There were three singles in the second, two by New York and one by Detroit's Brennan Boesch, but no runner made it as far as second base.  The two Yankees hits were sandwiched around a 4-6-3 double play ball off the bat of Eric Chavez, while Boesh's one-out hit was followed by Delmon Young's groundout and Jhonny Peralta's fly to right.  

Through three it is as even as can be: each team has two singles, neither team has put a runner in scoring position, and Rick Porcello has thrown 42 pitches; Phil Hughes 43.

2-0, New York.  With a man on and two out in the 4th, (Mark Texiera had singled after Robinson Cano grounded into New York's second 6-4-3 double play of the night) Eric Chavez got around late on a Porcello fastball but got the meat of the bat on it and hit a curving liner to left that just did sneak over the wall for his 11th homer of the year.  It didn't make it by much.  Chavez himself wasn't sure he'd homered, stopping at second and awaiting further instructions before completing his trip around the bases.  

2-2 after 4.  The Tigers come right back as Cabrera (we told you above how hot he's been during Detroit's 5-game win streak) made it 4 homers in his last 6 games and 29 for the season with a line drive blast over the left field wall on Hughes' 3rd pitch of the 4th.  Boesch singled, and with two outs Peralta's liner down the third base line was fair by about a foot and Boesch came all the way around to score on the double--the 65th two-out run scored by the Tigers since the All Star break.  The Tigers made Hughes throw 42 pitches in the inning--including a dozen to Boesch alone.  He had thrown 43 pitches in the game prior to the 4th.  Porcello gets the Yanks in order in the 5th on only 9 pitches, so we are halfway through and we are all tied up here in Detroit.

Detroit gets to Hughes for two more in the 5th and at 102 pitches, two runs in and a man on second with one out in the 5th, his night is done.  Boone Logan comes in from the NY pen.  Cabrera has the big hit in the inning, doubling home both Andy Dirks and Austin Jackson with a drive that landed on the warning track near the left field foul pole and one-hooped the wall.  It was fortunate that it didn't one-hop over the wall as Jackson would have been forced to stop at third.  As it was, he scored without a throw.  Cabrera has now driven in ten runs in the last 6 games.  

With his RBI double in the 5th, Cabrera is hitting .400 (10x25) in his last six games.  Logan puts out the fire, as it were, and we go to the sixth with the Tigers on top, 4-2.

5-3, Detroit now, as we go to the bottom of the 7th. Andy Dirks doubled in Alex Avila with two outs in the bottom of the 6th but was thrown out trying to make it a triple to give the Tigers a 5-2 lead before doubles by Nick Swisher and Ichiro Suzuki in the top of the 7th made it 5-3 and ended Porcello's night.  He gave up 3 runs on 8 hits in 6 and two-thirds.  The only hit that really hurt him was the Chavez homer that just did sneak over the wall.  Porcello did not issue a single walk.  Brayan Villarreal has replaced him, and got the final out of the 7th with Suzuki on second.

A nice outing by Octavio Dotel--8 pitches and he retires New York in order in the 8th.  Still 5-3 Tigers as we go to the bottom of the 8th, and we (likely) await Jose Valverde in the 9th.  He is warming as we speak.

A big two-out single by Dirks restores Detroit's three-run lead.  Valverde in, Detroit up 6-3 as the 9th begins.

The Tigers  win 6-5.  Valverde made it exciting, to say the least, allowing a two-run double with two outs before getting Curtis Granderson to pop up and end it with the tying run on third and the go-ahead run on second.  It's  a seasons-best 6-game win streak for the Tigers now and they'll try and keep it going right here against the Yankees tomorrow night.