Showing posts with label Sweden. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Sweden. Show all posts

Thursday, January 14, 2010

Let There Be Vikings.

If you haven't already heard, Jonathan Ericsson will return from a knee injury tonight against the Hurricanes. With this, the Wing's Swede count increases to three. THREE. I remember a time long, long ago when Detroit had seven Swedes on the roster...

...Oh wait, what was that? Seven? Really? This season? You mean 2009-10?

Yeah. There was a time when the red and white of the Winged Wheel and the blue and yellow of Sweden's flag were practically synonymous. I miss those days.

Speaking of international hockey, a couple days ago it was released that Brian Rafalski was named alternate captain America.

He's a defenseman, so the bulletproof shield is used to... stop pucks... or something... I don't know. There was a point in my life when I was on MS Paint, meticulously cutting around a Red Wing player's head, pixel by pixel, so I could copy/paste it onto a comic book character's body, and it occurred to me that I probably shouldn't think far enough into these things to actually come up with backstory for what Alternate Captain American Brian Rafalski uses his superhero paraphernalia for.

Sadly, that day predates this blog by about two years.

Who else felt like the US Olympic roster was subtitled "let's see how many current/former New Jersey Devils we can fit on one team"? There were less Swedish Wings in Torino.

Which brings me back to the whole point of this post, which was supposed to be: I miss our Swedes.

Saturday, October 3, 2009

I don't know. I'm not worried yet.

Oh. You say I should be? You say that you just watched your team lose two games in their superstars' homeland? That you saw them play ten or fifteen spectacular minutes at a time that were followed by twenty or thirty ridiculously awful ones? That they fell apart faster than tissue paper in the rain? That when you think about your goaltenders, you sort of throw up a little in your mouth?

If that's the case, I can't blame you. But I'm not worried yet.

Last year I was worried. I was worried that they couldn't win a game in regulation, that they couldn't win a game at home, that Marian Hossa was unable to score a single goal, that the Eurotwins being split up would signal the coming of the apocolypse, etc, etc - by the middle of October I was convinced that the Wings would finish last in their division, miss the playoffs, be laughed at by everyone and that Gary Bettman would move the franchise to New Orleans and rename them the Crawdaddies and Henrik Zetterberg would have to wear a picture of a shrimp on his chest while I wept and wept and wept.

In reality, the Wings had a winning record, and were doing pretty good given the ridiculousity of the schedule they opened with and especially given that there is some truth to the Stanley Cup hangover.

So I'm not worried yet. I can't let myself be, or I'd have to check myself into an institution.

Was there anything consistent about the Red Wings' game this weekend besides how they let it fall apart again and again? No. But in those moments before they fell apart, they were beastly. They could have been playing with an empty net for most of the first period today and the score would have been the same by the end.

Did Jimmy Howard let in five goals? Yes. But but most of them were on penalty kills, and he also made some spectacular saves.

Is Brad Stuart still scoring goals for the opposition for no reason other than to make me curl up in a ball and question the existence of god?

I don't actually have a positive for that one - I just wanted to point it out.

No, I could be really worried about what I saw in Sweden this weekend. And if you want to be, I can't blame you. But I'm going to focus on the positive and enjoy something that Wings fans don't often get to enjoy - the anticipation of how awesome the team will be when they finally work out all the kinks and rise to their full potential.

That could be fun, right?

Wednesday, September 30, 2009

I wish I was in Sweden, but instead I'm learning Russian preposions...

So today at 1pm is the last game before the season starts, and oh man am I thankful that I screwed up my schedule so that I have a five hour break between classes. The game is being streamed online, and if you're lucky enough to not be at work, you can watch it here.

Also *drum roll, please* Hockeytown Static is officially on Twitter. Mostly it will be ramblings by Lindsay, sometimes comical and usually about (what else) hockey.

The regular season starts in two days. Go Wings.

Tuesday, September 29, 2009

Wings arrive in style

...If Chris Osgood didn't already look like a child...

...the pillow doesn't help. Good morning Red Wings, and good luck Wednesday.

Monday, September 28, 2009

That was spectacular

Ok, so it was preseason, and it didn't really "count" for anything. I don't care. The Wings beat the Pens.

Oh, but Crosby and Malkin weren't there! Yeah? Well neither were Nick Lidstrom, Henrik Zetterberg, Dan Cleary, Valtteri Filppula, or Chris Osgood - we still got it done. And it wasn't close, either.

Man, am I glad I caught the replay.

I just got back from what was apparently some sort of bubble entirely outside the influence of hockey. It was sort of bizarre. Radio stations not coming in, and televisions that only went up to the first twenty channels, and walking into restaurants just as the last fleeting seconds of Red Wings live postgame reports faded into blackness... and I was cruising the internet on this, which isn't so much a complaint as it is me passing the hilarity of my sad life down to you. This is what happens when you use all your college graduation money to buy a Jimmy Howard game-used glove instead of a laptop. I call it "Henrik Zetterberg Dancing With A Giant Ink Monster".

Speaking of Swedes, the Free Press put up the single most mesmerizing thing that I have ever seen in my life yesterday. I can't stop watching it. I fear greatly that it hungers for my soul.

The Wings are playing Farjestad on Wednesday. I admittedly don't know an awful lot about teams in the Swedish elite league (although, according to my dad, I know more than most girls my age should), but from what I've been able to gather, it's the Elitserien equivalent of the Wings lately or the Canadiens. I wish it was being broadcast somewhere I could catch it because it sounds like the kind of carnival of Swedishness that would make for an interesting game.

Monday, March 30, 2009

More news on Sweden

While the Red Wings are over in Sweden next fall, hopefully bringing it to the St. Louis Blues, they'll play a game against Färjestad BK, Hakan Loob's old team (and current team. He's the GM). I don't really follow the Swedish Elite League very closely, other than being aware that it exists, and being able to name (but not pronounce) a few of the teams that play in it, but I guess Färjestad is in a sense comparable to Red Wings right now, having won seven championships since 1975, the most recent in 2006.

They're thinking this game will be played September 30th. Swedes against Swedes. Madness. Tickets are being released tomorrow at 10am. The arena only claims to seat 8,250, so if you're interested, you'll want to jump on this fast.

Not much more information can be found here, in English, and here, not so much in English, but Google Translate does a suprisingly passing job on Swedish, I've found.

Also of note - Wings 06 pick Dick Axelsson currently plays for Färjestad. So... yeah. Rock on.

Thursday, February 19, 2009

The Swedes are going home

No, not forever. Just for the 2009 NHL Premiere. The Wings and the Blues will kick off the 2009-10 season playing two games on October 2nd and 3rd in Stockholm, Sweden. The Blackhawks and Panthers will play their NHL Premiere games in Helsinki, Finland on the same dates.

So, lets pretend that the Wings don't lose any of the Swedes at the trade deadline or the off season and for some reason every Swede in Grand Rapids gets called up...there would be 10. Ten players of Swedish decent playing in the "the mother country" next (or I guess it would be this) October for the 2009 NHL Premiere. Wow. Realistically, I'm expecting a number closer to seven to be playing. Can you imagine the borking that will ensue?