What is going on with Mike Babcock?

Well, that’s a bit of a loaded question and I kind of feel like an ass writing this two days after his father passed away and the day of his father’s funeral. BUT! I’ve had a lot of thoughts about the “best coach in the NHL” which were further exacerbated by the hilarity that was the game last night. So we’ll dive right in and discuss my thoughts on Mr. Babcock

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Red Wings Rollin’

The Kids keep going

Well, it’s been a while. Since we’ve seen this level of  play from the Wings, since I’ve posted anything, and since I thought Babcock and Abdlekader should go somewhere else. How bout we take a quick look at how things have changed and what’s been happening.

Rewind to the off season, July thru…pre-pre-season? Is that a thing. It is now. There was a lot of distaste in my heart surrounding my beloved Wings. No real moves were made, Cleary was re-signed, everyone was talking about bringing Alfie back, fans screaming for Mantha to make yet-again over committed roster. Looking at our line-up at that time, I thought things looked bleak. Our defense was best described as “meh” and our forwards looked like there would be scoring issues, with Babcock making the lines.

However, then, my negative outlook started to get more positive, as Babcock allowed youth to flourish. Giving faith and opportunity to the young forwards, desiring young defensemen like Oullet and Sproul make the lineup. Unfortunately, he didn’t get the defensemen he wanted, but there was still hope that Babcock stopped his hatred of anyone under 33 years of age.

Fast forward 10 games into the season…

The Red Wings defense and goaltending was performing better than anyone expected. Looking solid. The penalty kill on fire, and things back there looked very good, promising more than most die-hard fans could have hoped for. However good the defense played, we couldn’t score enough to win a game. It felt like every game we went into overtime. Our forwards looked like how it was feared, unable to score consistently. Datsyuk and Helm were in injury trouble, and Nyquist was our only shining star. Franzen peeked his head out for a second there somewhere, but then disappeared again, as he does. Tatar, Sheahan, and Jurco were struggling not just to score, but to even make a difference. Our power play was laughable, and no one knew what the heck they were doing out there in the slightest. Then, in the midst of it all, something broke.

Looking at it now, over my plate of crow, I think it was…this is hard to admit for me…Abdlekader…that started it all. He started playing well. Very, very well, actually, far better than I thought he could. Tatar found the net and didn’t stop. Sheahan seemed to wake up. Helm and Datsyuk got healthy again, eventually. Then the Wings power play snapped and figured out what they are doing, and are now one of the best teams in the NHL on the power play.

When Datsyuk and Helm came back, they started scoring and improving everyone around them. Weiss finally paid someone in an alley for a new groin, and he immediately started lighting the lamp. Now, with our lines forwards scoring, our defense holding on, the Wings are in the top 5 of the NHL. We have 3 potent scoring lines, like our Cup years. The fourth line is chipping in offensively and smother teams defensively, and Babcock is able to, and actually does, trust them to play in every situation of every game. Just like our Cup years. I’m not making predictions here. I’m simply here to say that I have been proven wrong by Babcock this year. And I’m loving it.

I credit Babcock’s change of heart when it comes to youth, and Datsyuk’s ability to keep his youth, for our successes. Not to mention the continued good play of our defense.

Look at these lines and tell me they are not drool-worthy






In conclusion: Gatoraide cures hangovers.

Guys, It’s OK!!

Hey, guys! Everyone still alive out there? Nobody’s tried to form cults, hide in Afghani caves or cancel their cable? Judging from the public reaction eight games into the season, you’d figure the sky was falling. So, just step back from the ledge, climb inside and lets high five repeatedly for no apparent reason because high fives solve EVERYTHING. If only it were that easy you’d see Holland and Babcock with sore hands.

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You May Find This Post……Offensive

Ok, I’m SO sorry for that title. You can see the cheese all over it. Which isn’t always a bad thing. I love cheese, all kinds of cheese. It’s delicious. Mmmmmmmmmm…. Oh, sorry again. Ok, hockey, Detroit Red Wings. I’m gonna take a little bit here and tackle the offense that this fantastic team will be icing while my lesser half gets into the defense and goaltending. Maybe you’ll learn something, but probably not. You’ll laugh, you’ll cry, you’ll feel a sense of belonging and a real emotional attachment and then at the end you get free ice cream. YAY!

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I should REALLY watch Monty Python and the Holy Grail again sometime soon. Maybe this weekend. That would be nice. Anyway, how about how the season’s going, eh? OH, that’s right. There isn’t one. Refer to my previous post as to why there isn’t one…..then you’ll probably still wonder why there isn’t a season. Beats the hell out of me, and pretty much everyone else who follows the NHL. I’m going to give a small preview of what the Wings will look like if and when the season ever does start. We’ve had some changes, both behind the bench and on the bench. Some are exciting, some are boring, and some are like people with terrible coffee breath: you want to pay attention but you’re distracted the whole time by the fact that you feel their breath melting your face. YAY!

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