It seems the only storyline heading into this game is Raffi Torres’ hit on Jarret Stoll, his imminent NHL hearing, and the latter’s injury and exclusion from the lineup.
So let’s talk about something else.
As we discussed before, and saw on Tuesday, San Jose is a much different team than St. Louis. They passed with zippy gusto and buzzed around the Kings’ zone like so many gnats that need swatting. There was no Hitchcockian clogging of the neutral zone, in fact there was open ice aplenty for the Kings to make use of, but probably still shell shocked, the Kings didn’t take much advantage of it.
And yet, despite the differences in player personnel and strategic schemes, what we saw was more of the same from the Kings. Withstand a storm or twelve, let Jonathan Quick tie down the valuables and hold onto the dog and then cash in on a few chances and ride the storm to the other side.
But now the Kings have more changes coming, with what will most likely be Brad Richardson subbing in for the dizzy Jarret Stoll (let’s hope he’s not dizzy and is just having trouble turning his head from side to side… Akin to an over-exuberant night spent buried between the legs of whatever blond celebrity floozy he’s currently cavorting with). At the time of this writing, no one knows what Sutter will do with the lines. For all we know Stoll shows up during warm-ups and plays, but that doesn’t seem likely. If it were me running the show I would just slot Richardson in between Penner and Lewis in Stoll’s spot and leave well enough alone. Wholesale changes don’t need to come, despite losing the special attributes Jarret provides.
Helene Elliott wrote an article I didn’t read that was titled something to the effect of Stoll’s injury and its potential to change the outcome of the series. I’ll simply say if we can get by without Willie Mitchell and Matt Greene, I have every confidence we can quickly overcome the loss of Stoll. In no way is that a denigration of Stoll and his contributions, but rather is a testament to my faith in Sutter and the team at large. Also, Brad Richardson is a slick hockey player and playoff type of guy. I’m bummed about missing Stoll and equally excited to see Richardson get some ice time.
Anywho, that’s enough words. How about some prayers!
Hail Kopi, full of talent,
Your fans are with thee.
Blessed are thou amongst Slovenians,
and blessed is the fruit of thy Slovenienness,
Holy Kopi, first of our centers,
Play for us screamers,
Now, and take us nearer to the hour of our Second Cup.
Our Kings, these reigning Stanley Cup Champions Kings, who art in the second round of the mother fucking playoffs,
Hallowed be thy game tonight.
Thy Kingdom come if thy wills will be done,
On our ice, because hey, we’re pretty good there.
Give us this day our goals, however many are needed,
So that we may forgive ourselves for not acting on the urge to spend 60 minutes cross checking and spearing every player in teal.
And in the meantime give these dicks from San Jose a sound slapping.
That we may be led past the second round,
Past these ugly ass Sharks,
Let’s shatter glass and pierce our neighbor’s eardrums. Beat our chests and celebrate crisp passes, crushing blows and dance under flashing red lights.
Let’s go watch some damn Kings playoff hockey.
And go fucking nuts.
GO FUCKING NUTS!
GO KINGS GO!!!
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