It's not a stretch to say I'm a self-admitted bitch. While I'd do most anything for my friends and family, I don't always have the best attitude. That's sort of the same outlook I have on the Hawks going into the pre-playoff stretch.
Yes, I love them. I'd do most anything for them. In fact, I'm trying to make watching and writing about them a career. But right now? They friggin' suck. Hockey is a long season, and even though they've gotten hot the last few games, January and early February were exhausting to watch.
Maybe it's just me. Maybe my expectations were too high for this season. I understand that we lost the bulk what made our cup-winning team a cup-winning team, but I still went into the season pretty optimistic.
Yeah...that's gone. Now we're clawing to even make the playoffs. We were ranked 7th for about 48 hours, then were bumped back down to 9th. Not even those 48 hours were enough to get me hot and heavy. Why? Because, in the eyes of this pessimistic bitch, even if we get into the playoffs we won't go far.
That's not to say that it wouldn't absolutely thrill me if the Blackhawks got a horseshoe up the ass and made a decent playoff run - or, god willing, won it again. But any fan who realistically thinks that is an idiot.
The team simply hasn’t gotten it together this season. Not to diminish the brute masculinity of the sport by throwing out buzzwords, but there’s no “chemistry” on the ice. There hasn’t been the magical combination of lines that has pushed the team down a path to the cup. And to make a bolder accusation, maybe there’s simply not enough raw talent. It’s time to let go of the idea of holding onto the Cup and go ahead and slap the “rebuilding year” label on the season.
Regardless of the fact that my cup dreams have disappeared faster than Duncan Keith’s teeth count, I’ll still be watching all the way to the end. Maybe I’m just that dedicated of a fan. Or maybe it’s because I write about them for a living.
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