tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-82987732522827988722024-02-21T06:12:41.851-08:0010 Minute Miss Conductplus 2 more minutes for hitting like a girl...J. Giulianohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00031902510141420636noreply@blogger.comBlogger19125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8298773252282798872.post-44288342677747651082009-08-01T21:11:00.000-07:002009-08-03T21:47:35.864-07:00Hold the Phone, JoJo's Getting Excited...About what? I know right...<br /><br />Lets start with the small beans, the shit that actually does make my heart flutter a little bit. Or a lot bit.<br /><br />Joe Loprieno. Those Merrimack girls are gonna miss you buddy...meanwhile I will be waiting with bated breath for you to hit the ice in Worcester. Something tells me this is going to be a dud of a roman candle for San Jose this year, which means they will be grasping at all of my precious Worcester straws...lets stock the shelves in preparation shall we? Besides this...please, PLEASE, if you take Staubitz away from me, at least leave me a Nick Petrecki, Dan DaSilva and Joe Loprieno in return? K thanks.<br /><br />Love you long time Nick...and those are epically acceptable eyebrows.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibqIOgZqHTXFK5d4LrXSGPA_WJGKk9F1JMbKTlJVGhSLcdrcQEO_wD5FmbtOr_YbLaVqIlOlG-2EcDEFPTD0OyXiVpFejw2uIE9WPcando4EayZe_TeDtmjJl2GqyOmiv6JhKjkrHQL4g/s1600-h/petrecki.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 346px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibqIOgZqHTXFK5d4LrXSGPA_WJGKk9F1JMbKTlJVGhSLcdrcQEO_wD5FmbtOr_YbLaVqIlOlG-2EcDEFPTD0OyXiVpFejw2uIE9WPcando4EayZe_TeDtmjJl2GqyOmiv6JhKjkrHQL4g/s400/petrecki.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365228147683839138" /></a> <br /><br /><br />Second order of mediocre and/or exciting business...being back home. Taking yet another bite of the Big Apple (and of course, in saying this I falsely confirm everyone's deluded idea that I live in NYC and not the "correct version": an outer lying suburb on Long Island)<br /><br />While being back is great (I'm allowed to openly be an asshole and people don't commit suicide over it) it's going to be an adjustment from my regular routine...that routine being: get up, go to work, go to HP Pavilion, have the most amazing night of my life/throw a tantrum (depending...) 41 times over. <br /><br />But the exciting part lies here...going to see the Isles play. I know, 98% of people think I'm crazy but...you know, I love the AHL...HENCE, lots of Isles love. And holy hell, if Marty Biron doesn't get my ass to the party, nobody will...I cannot fully or even minutely begin to describe how flippin excited I am to see him in that net in Nassau Coliseum. Watching him on one end of the ice, and (maybe?) Brian Boucher on the other...thems be the makings of an old fashioned JoJo head explosion...and then DP...oh God...<br /><br />Its also going to be kind of weird/interesting/tripping me the puck out...living back East for hockey season now. I am now so close to so many teams I hate, I can barely stand it!! Oh the anticipation builds...<br /><br />But quite honestly, the best part of this coming season is going to be the 2010 AHL ASG...I mean, last season's saw JoJo falling in love with the pure GENIUS of it all. And the greatest part about it is...the drunken debauchery. Hands down. Everyone unites on a common ground of liquor filled amazingness...coaches, players, fans, journalists, VIP's, and people who claim to be all the above such as myself. But see, host city Portland got it right this time 'round...they're OFFICIALLY hosting a pub crawl to conclude the weekend. So really, come on now...that is shameless promotion of drunken hockey debauchery if I've ever seen it. Whoever ISN'T looking forward to that weekend clearly needs a good spearing. Wait...that came out wrong. <br /><br />Ok...Dany Heatley...the last item I should be excited about but can't seem to help but laugh at. I truly and honestly hope with all my soul that this is all just a rumor and it will blow over and Doug Wilson will come out and be like, "You guys are on Candid Camera! Oh, wow, that was good Greg...we really got em good...they actually believed we were going to completely run the Sharks off into OFFICIAL laughing stock land now...sorry everyone, false alarm." <br /><br />Ok wait, let me explain...I'm not an idiot, I know the guy puts up big numbers when he wants to, and just may very well be the catalyst Big Joe needs to get his ass in gear (yeah btw, can someone tell him he's got a manual transmission? Apparently he's been thinking he was an automatic this entire time) and vice versa...what I AM saying is, yes... some of us believe we are better off staying the way we are than having to deal with that man. The San Jose Sharks don't roll like that. (Believe me, if Devin Setoguchi could, he would.) Besides, the state of California doesn't have enough Midol to keep Mr. Heatley happy.<br /><br />Alas, I digress...in Wilson we trust, and if Dougie says there shall be Heat, then dammit, Heat there shall be. <br /><br />Late night ramblings done. The End.J. Giulianohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00031902510141420636noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8298773252282798872.post-27684944911643310492009-07-22T19:20:00.000-07:002009-07-22T19:25:02.403-07:00The Monarchs.......Yes....Monarchs.It’s the offseason. The only part of the year when hockey fans are known to generally dislike everyday activities, write poetry, shut out the outside world and cry themselves to sleep, if they even get sleep at all…a pathetic existence, we know…but it’s all one can do while we hurry up and wait for the excitement that is training camp, preseason, and then before you know it, the kickoff of yet another mind-blowing hockey season. <br /><br />For the Kings organization, there is particularly a lot to look forward to. For the parent club, Los Angeles is looking to make big waves defensively in the Pacific Division this season with the addition of Rob Scuderi, Rob Scuderi’s Championship Ring, and the re-signing of Jack “MF” Johnson and Teddy Purcell among other things, but let’s not forget about the huge, ridiculous things happening for the King’s AHL affiliate, the Manchester Monarchs.<br /><br />With last season seeing the transformation of Jonathan Quick from AHL goalie to NHL superhero, one can only assume even bigger things are in the cards for the Monarchs this year…especially given the hand they are playing…<br />Well while every offseason, fans grasp onto some kind of ridiculous expectation for their respective teams going into the new season, waiting with bated breath for it to be realized…the Kings organization is in PRIME position to deliver on those expectations this year. They have a secret weapon…which has turned out to be not so secret after all...<br /><br />Of course I speak about Thomas Hickey. Moan and groan all you want, but to any Kings fan…and ESPECIALLY to any Monarchs fan, just the though of him melts our frozen puck-like hearts and we become giddy and squeal like little school girls…why, you ask? To which I answer…Do you really HAVE to ask?? Anyone who watched even one game of the 2009 World Junior Championships would know the answer to that. At 5’11, and 190 lbs, Hickey may be small for a defenseman, but in watching the guy skate, you’d swear he didn’t know it. <br /><br />As Captain of the Seattle Thunderbirds (where he began playing in 2005), Hickey’s 45 point performance (11 G, 34 A) in 07-08 earned him a spot on the Team Canada roster for the 2009 WJC (his second consecutive year on the roster)…and not only would he be representing his home country, but he would do it in style, with a “C” on his chest. Playing alongside 2009 first round pick and 1st overall, Jonathan Tavares, Team Canada was unstoppable. Winning the gold medal for the fifth year in a row, Team Canada proved that they are literally the best team in the world, and Thomas Hickey proved why he belongs wearing the “C”. <br /><br />…and if that gold medal was only a sign of things to come, we have some amazing things to look forward to. In returning from the WJC, Hickey helped his team into a playoff spot in the WHL playoffs and the Quest for the Ed Chynoweth Cup, and after getting called up to Manchester on April 1st, to begin his professional career, Hickey posted an impressive 7 points in 7 games and 2 assists alone in his professional debut. It’s evident that Hickey finished off his 2008-2009 season as a two way defenseman really hitting his stride and after ending last season on such a high note, one can only expect huge things from the 20 year old defenseman this coming season. <br /><br />But where Thomas Hickey really earns brownie points is in leadership. He is more mature than his 20 young years would lead one to believe and at the risk of building him up as a squeaky clean Sidney Crosby type (who needs that hanging over their head?)he may very well be on his way as establishing himself as the Monarchs go-to guy and fan favorite. <br /><br />Every jaded hockey fan and every hockey team knows, there’s no point in building expectations…but then again, those teams didn’t have Thomas Hickey.<br /><br />As we slowly sneak past Development Camps, and into Training Camps…the anticipation only builds for what will hopefully be a season to remember. Opening night will kick things off, and we hockey fans will come out of hibernation and start banging glass and flipping off refs like normal…then before you know it, the All Star Game will be here and we will be into the dog days of the hockey season. So I remind you: get excited, take the time to get to know your team, enjoy it while it lasts…and never, never stop cheering.J. Giulianohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00031902510141420636noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8298773252282798872.post-80244718630467868132009-05-19T18:59:00.000-07:002009-05-19T19:23:34.722-07:00The State of the Sharks Wrap-Up<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEins3H-KfInXwhHsnItmNi6a6BHRAB_N5179cr_oA5KY-DbOD2SWFASkzGzy1mmwBpwge2DpEBVMAFGPkt2hoOMgemQDJynLL8XLN7BCDv6r6Fb4kSSzslL1LwCYtz426sAeJgTigB_c-w/s1600-h/sharks+003.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEins3H-KfInXwhHsnItmNi6a6BHRAB_N5179cr_oA5KY-DbOD2SWFASkzGzy1mmwBpwge2DpEBVMAFGPkt2hoOMgemQDJynLL8XLN7BCDv6r6Fb4kSSzslL1LwCYtz426sAeJgTigB_c-w/s400/sharks+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337721795313973906" border="0" /></a><br /><p class="MsoNormal">Free parking! That’s what we were so excited about. Heck, that’s a $20 value!<br />Well, that and being able to spend an evening at HP Pavilion…with the management staff, head coach and key players of the San Jose Sharks…hopefully getting some much needed answers.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">It was unusually warm inside the tank, the JumboTron was lowered to about 30 feet above the floor, the glass and boards were absent, and the stage was set up where the ice used to be. It’s a strange feeling to experience…eerie even. Maybe not for Islander fans or Coyotes fans or Senators fans…but for Sharks fans, it’s downright depressing. Driving to HP Pavilion for a 7pm event should have been for Game 7 against the Wings…but instead we were gathering for a eulogy it seemed.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Now, in my mind, <i style="">as fans, we have every right to be angry. In fact, we have more of a right to be angry than anyone…but we’ve all been there, done that, read it over and over, heard it numerous times…now let’s start getting over it</i>…but I didn’t expect anyone else to really feel the way I did…so many fans were hurt. A lot people find it hard to let go. After all, weren’t we here to get answers? To gain closure? To mourn the untimely death of what was supposed to be a GREAT season? </p> <p class="MsoNormal"><i style="">Yeah</i>, I thought, <i style="">IF anyone shows up tonight, they’re gonna be ANGRY. This is going to get interesting…it’s a good thing I have my camera.<o:p></o:p></i></p> <p class="MsoNormal">Then we all filtered in…took our seats…and the videos started. Videos of season highlights, clips of goals, hits, Nabby’s saves…and maybe it was the low lighting, maybe it was the music, but you could sure as hell feel it, we started falling in love all over again. We remembered those goals. We were there. We remembered those monster hits, we were there. We remembered those saves, we were THERE…but all in all, we remembered WHY we were there…we loved these guys. They brought us back game after game. We wanted to let them amaze us over and over again, every chance they got…and they succeeded. But when something ends as bitterly as this did, the anger kicks in…and it feels like WE got dumped…</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Now the Shark Tank was transformed into an intimate press conference like setting…and the official “State of the Sharks” was about to commence. Making their opening remarks, Greg Jamison and Doug Wilson spoke of their disappointment…which was only to be expected…but when the Todd McLellan had the floor, the first thing he addressed had nothing to do with the team. He instead wanted to pay homage to everyone in attendance…to the dedication of the fans…and how he could not believe how many people turned out for the evening. He was blown away by the love we have for our team, despite failure and incited quite a rouse from everyone when he said that he comes from the supposed “hockeytown”, and can guarantee this kind of turn out would not be seen there. He expressed how humbled he was by the community support of this team, and amazed by the unwavering devotion of the fans. This was the first chance Sharks fans had to really get to know our new head coach…and I think I speak for everyone in attendance when I say, we were blown away. We’ve all seen his successes, we’ve all witnessed his undeniable professionalism, we all KNEW he made a positive impact…but this evening showed the fans just how devoted Coach McLellan really is…both to the team, and to the fans.</p><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivhMyFV_Vboh8O_FQZ1EVgi2DcoAZFRDw5KGI-kErhLuFPuEChuIFh2fF0A0kpB8dAtnj0j-IbxLxETPpBBmhn5qafL5IwRlA_h-W8Npz4mamC8MhOZlr9EwEbw1Y8HH2Rlp4zAsHxi_8/s1600-h/sharks+041.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivhMyFV_Vboh8O_FQZ1EVgi2DcoAZFRDw5KGI-kErhLuFPuEChuIFh2fF0A0kpB8dAtnj0j-IbxLxETPpBBmhn5qafL5IwRlA_h-W8Npz4mamC8MhOZlr9EwEbw1Y8HH2Rlp4zAsHxi_8/s400/sharks+041.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337721804366898994" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBEsJWLN9aONgDM7dylYoJT_gaSbq_pJYLwp6tegEtkwk4eAV6xz1o6oTdobF9_d76XxDURrbYz7i5VjMXrC2ZQ472oQT8QpwAjHnu52u_M432ChvxAV2rAbxwW3Dtsb4fu992jI1mV3M/s1600-h/sharks+043.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBEsJWLN9aONgDM7dylYoJT_gaSbq_pJYLwp6tegEtkwk4eAV6xz1o6oTdobF9_d76XxDURrbYz7i5VjMXrC2ZQ472oQT8QpwAjHnu52u_M432ChvxAV2rAbxwW3Dtsb4fu992jI1mV3M/s400/sharks+043.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337721812921425586" border="0" /></a><br /><p class="MsoNormal"><span style=""> </span>While Todd McLellan received quite the ovation from the crowd, four players were about to make an appearance and face the firing squad as well. Joe Thornton, Patrick Marleau, Dan Boyle and Joe Pavelski we about to take their seats on the panel…and as they walked around the curtain and up to the stage, the crowd just erupted…and within seconds, before the boys could even reach the stage, the audience was on their feet, and the feeling in the building instantly changed…listening to Todd McLellan began to put us at ease, began to remind us why we love this organization so much, but when the boys came out, it was like all the anger melted away. We were just so proud.</p><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3emGWAFOG1g2DKRSt61MvFNyWMlQOUprk3Tk7wSId16dRsZh-x0fF741bvuXyS4KR0l3R2zMsCABBrnJS3EKcnLL-oQf5lK5Gpq5ByqtX_rUxw5MCRNSl1CNZTlbmnCOcqbbOlCLtbF0/s1600-h/sharks+090.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3emGWAFOG1g2DKRSt61MvFNyWMlQOUprk3Tk7wSId16dRsZh-x0fF741bvuXyS4KR0l3R2zMsCABBrnJS3EKcnLL-oQf5lK5Gpq5ByqtX_rUxw5MCRNSl1CNZTlbmnCOcqbbOlCLtbF0/s400/sharks+090.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337721823025887186" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwtvnNaur9d_3FSKEMlU2HJb1pS90NuymptlmGbsK2vcqKRdi5cd78wyvSIGc1ra1zgffAB4FFmBhPbOgM7LStl1MBD_BrOmDXHQ_tmm5x6RyEkLtHS2eb2kRQaDwmP_VhhHlIVCY3-bE/s1600-h/sharks+086.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwtvnNaur9d_3FSKEMlU2HJb1pS90NuymptlmGbsK2vcqKRdi5cd78wyvSIGc1ra1zgffAB4FFmBhPbOgM7LStl1MBD_BrOmDXHQ_tmm5x6RyEkLtHS2eb2kRQaDwmP_VhhHlIVCY3-bE/s400/sharks+086.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337721816408464626" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglrrNtIA11aSLtqibpKKVX16ALFkGhIEvCvLz4Jz0GQcz7WcmbGqvXN4R3BYWQtO8MVRKh-R3IDCQyyi5sH2TBOOHZoRLolsrqxp8xxunZN2UcoQzyRVUKsXHo7VDzsJBjFAjLxQAJ5VY/s1600-h/sharks+095.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglrrNtIA11aSLtqibpKKVX16ALFkGhIEvCvLz4Jz0GQcz7WcmbGqvXN4R3BYWQtO8MVRKh-R3IDCQyyi5sH2TBOOHZoRLolsrqxp8xxunZN2UcoQzyRVUKsXHo7VDzsJBjFAjLxQAJ5VY/s400/sharks+095.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337725330696448130" border="0" /></a><br /><p class="MsoNormal">Now, I won’t go through every single question asked, but the long and short of it was the fans were in great spirits. Everyone was able to check their disappointment at the door…and replace it with a smile. Even the players seemed a bit apprehensive when they first came out…but they were quickly put at ease when they realized that the people before them were their fans…and are dedicated through triumphs and failures.</p><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyUGn08XgFMBdXxz2crWvzzfXc1VYSbLbI_NnA5Vwb88RTckqfPmcTMB6pYKIoQM0jQB9OCf0APjVeXCIU2GZohwLJ3-xndDrGxx2ULdSmkWx0YKKzifKMLnFSN1_IoEeoRig9oDnuZDE/s1600-h/sharks+111.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyUGn08XgFMBdXxz2crWvzzfXc1VYSbLbI_NnA5Vwb88RTckqfPmcTMB6pYKIoQM0jQB9OCf0APjVeXCIU2GZohwLJ3-xndDrGxx2ULdSmkWx0YKKzifKMLnFSN1_IoEeoRig9oDnuZDE/s400/sharks+111.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337725342627517266" border="0" /></a><p class="MsoNormal">The mood off the night was lighthearted as both the fans and players were able to let their senses of humor take over and have a blast with each other. While questions were answered and jokes were made (like poking fun at Big Joe for not shooting when he has the chance), the underlying theme of the night was support and pride.</p><p class="MsoNormal"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4xOQVSw64RzTiugAZkEM9vPQWJ7URvndkHM5cJcYDAGFGtBx8aD5hyphenhyphenWAP3APDyD_nPfJJzIAwKzuNvk3cC_4WQc_nj9WlK_oS5HSHz46Wun1FR3bU_sdm2HNRtMQmCf2UfL21nsZD8eM/s1600-h/sharks+104.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4xOQVSw64RzTiugAZkEM9vPQWJ7URvndkHM5cJcYDAGFGtBx8aD5hyphenhyphenWAP3APDyD_nPfJJzIAwKzuNvk3cC_4WQc_nj9WlK_oS5HSHz46Wun1FR3bU_sdm2HNRtMQmCf2UfL21nsZD8eM/s400/sharks+104.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337725334560402626" border="0" /></a></p><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMHZiH9JpYrbfzRH3q7Cv3Vwgihow2rLgN45ajEvWjwX9grviF6BJ8QAVA4yaUZiXqmTWHFt1YDlAGmg3WQQPqJsyAyLgGCFMxoj2OkXDL3rL7zD1nWRkKyqGPFnYLl65HA-BT5d76BNQ/s1600-h/sharks+129.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMHZiH9JpYrbfzRH3q7Cv3Vwgihow2rLgN45ajEvWjwX9grviF6BJ8QAVA4yaUZiXqmTWHFt1YDlAGmg3WQQPqJsyAyLgGCFMxoj2OkXDL3rL7zD1nWRkKyqGPFnYLl65HA-BT5d76BNQ/s400/sharks+129.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337725338986868770" border="0" /></a><p class="MsoNormal">The players were visibly upset and sorry for letting themselves and their community down, but everyone was done. It was all about moving forward. We all know the Sharks will come back and be outstanding again next season…and we all wait for training camp with bated breath…</p> <p class="MsoNormal">But one fan said it best when he addressed Doug Wilson and told him that no matter how crazy this offseason may get, no matter how much we may not like the moves that he makes, these fans have the utmost trust in him…</p> <p class="MsoNormal">A round of applause ensued and I found myself in agreement…I couldn’t have said it better myself. </p>J. Giulianohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00031902510141420636noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8298773252282798872.post-77787182125918232562009-04-28T10:41:00.000-07:002009-04-28T13:03:15.435-07:00An Untimely End...The Sharks Season Closer<p class="MsoNormal">How do you do it? How do you sum up the most incredible 8 months known to any Sharks fan? Its an impossible task…but here I am, attempting to take a swing at it.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Here goes.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Incredible. That’s what it was…that’s the best word to describe a season that began…well, incredibly, and only got better…Both for the team and for myself. <span style=""> </span>It was an unforgettable year…a year that in retrospect, blows me away, and it was a year that made me far richer (in all ways but monetary) than any other hockey fan.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">First…a walk down memory lane…and a look back at the various accomplishments that made us proud to be called Sharks fans.</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style=""> </span>Finishing off as the best team in the league, earning the Pacific Division title, the Western Conference title, and then the President’s Trophy…wow. Talk about pride. The Sharks were finally getting it. They were finally paying the fans back…all the loyalty, all the devotion, and the Sharks were giving back. </p> <p class="MsoNormal">The 08-09 season began with a buzz that this was going to be a magical year. From training camp, to the preseason glimpses of new talent and young prospects, to the Opening Night street rally against the Ducks…everyone knew it, everyone felt it…this was going to be a big year. BIG. </p> <p class="MsoNormal">From the initial puck drop, the energy just never ended. With new additions to the team like Dan Boyle, Rob Blake and Brad Lukowich, the “new” Sharks were on a tear! At the beginning it seemed as though they almost forgot how to lose…and the energy was infectious. The fans loved the new boys in teal and the boys knew it. Dan Boyle let it be known that he belonged here, and that San Jose was indeed his new home. A few games into the new season and it felt like he’d been here forever. Dan Boyle HAS made himself at home, and the score sheet proves it…but it can be witnessed when you watch him play and when you hear him speak about his team. He is the epitome of a defenseman, and the true embodiment of what it means to be a hockey player. The energy he has brought to the blue line AND to the team is undeniable, and the difference was evident from the get go.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">With two great games at the start of the season against the Flyers, the “playoff feel” started early for San Jose. Now here were two teams that were amazing together in the same arena…and they didn’t disappoint when it came to matters of good hockey. This back to back, home and home series against Philly kicked off our season with a little pep in our steps…and anyone who was there (on either the San Jose or Philadelphia side) would attest to it, the matchup was pure energy. </p> <p class="MsoNormal">The beginning of the new season also saw a streak continuing. The Sharks left the 07-08 season undefeated at home (in regulation) since Valentines day of 2008 and kept it up into the new season. I think most of us actually even lost count when it got into the twenties…but we finally wound up losing our first regulation game at home to Calgary on January 15<sup>th</sup>. Just one month shy of making it one complete year being undefeated in regulation at home. We knew it meant nothing. We knew it was a silly stat…but it kept our hearts pounding. It kept our hopes building and it kept our faith strong. Maybe, just maybe this was the year.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">As if we didn’t have enough to be proud of, Sharks fans were introduced to a few more guys who would soon make an impact. Guys like Jamie McGinn, Brad Staubitz, Derek Joslin, Tom Cavanaugh and Lukas Kaspar made their respective debuts on NHL ice as they were called up from the Sharks AHL Affiliate in Worcester, MA. We got to know a little bit about these guys and the fans adopted them right away. With moments like Jamie McGinn scoring his first NHL goal against the Detroit Red Wings and Brad Staubitz’s unforgettable annihilation of Jordin Tootoo, these guys didn’t just fill roster spots, they made the league stand up and take notice, the Sharks depth was a force. </p> <p class="MsoNormal">Two of the most highly touted games of the season bookended the All Star Week. First, the January 17<sup>th</sup> game against Detroit at the Shark Tank. It was a game that saw the two best teams in the Western Conference duking it out. The Sharks played 60 minutes of their very best that night and wound up with the win…the Tank was absolutely cranking that night, and the atmosphere was that of a playoff game…but by far the most highly anticipated game of the Sharks regular season came on February 10<sup>th</sup> against the number one team in the East, the Boston Bruins. It truly was a battle of East vs West and in the end the West prevailed after an outrageous third period effort from the Sharks…and wow, wasn’t it a great feeling to shut Boston fans up for once? </p> <p class="MsoNormal">Going into the All Star Weekend at the end of January, the Sharks had four guys in Montreal for the festivities: Thornton, Marleau and Boyle in the All Star Game and Setoguchi in the Young Guns competition. Not to mention the Worcester Sharks hosted the AHL All Star Game during the same weekend and had both Captain Ryan Vesce and defenseman Derek Joslin representing the Sharks there as well. </p> <p class="MsoNormal">It felt good sitting on top of the world…scratch that…It felt <i style="">amazing</i>.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">We had a championship caliber team in San Jose…and everyone knew it. The fans had big plans for their Sharks. Apparently bigger plans than they had for themselves. </p> <p class="MsoNormal">If there was ever any question of the dedication Sharks’ fans have for their team, this season dispelled that doubt. The Sharks’ fans have continued to amaze me and blow my mind…simply for the fact that regular season games -games against teams like the Blues or the Coyotes - are sold out time and time again…(not to mention playoff games…Game 5 tickets sold out in 3 minutes) The folks who show up at the door of HP Pavilion are fans of the highest caliber…fans who are first and foremost a Sharks fan, and everything else comes after. Their devotion to this team is real…and it was tested this year. </p> <p class="MsoNormal">We knew playing the 8<sup>th</sup> seeded Ducks wouldn’t be easy…but if anyone could take the challenge, it was the Sharks. Heck, even Don Cherry thought so. </p> <p class="MsoNormal">A few minor hiccups at the beginning of the series and slowly those megawatt smiles that Shark fans are so famous form began to fade a bit…and faith started to waiver. <i style="">Who was this team? What are they doing? Where is the team we have been watching for the past 7 months? </i>Then, at the Game 4 mark, hearts were beginning to break…simply because we knew this team was capable of so much better – they were capable of being The Best, if only there was a way to TELL them so…</p> <p class="MsoNormal">There was. Game 5. HP Pavilion…Any disillusionment we felt was checked at the door. What kind of fan just forgets the joy that this team brought us through the past 7 months? What kind of real fans lose sight of their teams’ accomplishments? And in looking back, those were some amazing accomplishments! What kind of real fan allows themselves or others to kick their team when they’re down? The rejuvenated spirit in the Shark Tank on April 25<sup>th</sup> was incredible. It was electric. The love that poured forth from the stands, onto the ice was almost visible. We weren’t going to let this team go down without a fight. The fans, the seventh man, made up for the never-say-die attitude that was lacking on the ice…and the Sharks kept themselves alive for one more day…and the Shark Tank was transformed into the center of the universe for one night. Its moments like that, that keep us believing.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Unfortunately for everyone…this just wasn’t the year. </p> <p class="MsoNormal">And that was it, the Sharks amazingly incredible year came to an abrupt and brutal end…much too soon for anyone’s liking…but almost like when anything beloved comes to an end, you immediately start looking back, and recollecting about the “good ol’ times”.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Despite not reaching the Cup, this past season definitely WAS a “good ol’ time”…and to me, couldn’t be anything further from a failure. Last season was the season that I got to know hockey…this season I got to know the Sharks…and getting to know this team inevitably means becoming a fan. The Teal and White Game kicking off the preseason, being lucky enough to attend numerous practices, having the opportunity to root for them at my very first away game (at the Bell Centre mind you), getting to know the Worcester Sharks and having the time of my life at the 2009 AHL All Star Game in Worcester…these were just some of the things that have made this a year to remember…but the best part of the season really has nothing to do with the team. </p> <p class="MsoNormal">Whoever said Hockey “is just a sport”, or “it’s just a game” truly has never been a fan. Hockey is a sport…but it’s more than just that. Hockey is a lifestyle. It’s its own little world…and it has a funny way of uniting those who fall in love with it. This past season I have made and fostered friendships that go far beyond “game buddies”. I have the best support system I’ve ever had in my life and coincidentally enough, 98% of that system was a direct result of our common love of “the game”. Maybe its because we’re all the same shade of crazy, maybe it’s because no one else will listen to us complain, but I know its more than that. Hockey fans AREN’T like other fans. Hockey fans possess the very things any great hockey team does…passion, character, spirit, intensity and heart…and it spills over into everything they do, and everyone they touch…and truly this has been the greatest joy of my season.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Writing a season closer is probably the toughest thing any fan has to do. Its like writing a eulogy for your closest friend. How do you do them justice? I guess you can only write what you feel. I know that this Sharks team is as much defined by their fans as we are defined by loving them. That’s what keeps our community so tight. That’s what brings us back next season…bright eyed, bushy tailed and optimistic.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">So really, I owe a thank you. I do. I owe a huge thank you to Evgeni Nabokov, Joe Thornton, Patrick Marleau, Milan Michalek, Torrey Mitchell, Dan Boyle and the entire Sharks organization. Why am I thanking them, right? They should be thanking me!<br />No…I’m thanking them for doing what I knew they would…amazing me this year. They have both individually and collectively blown my mind in ways I didn’t think it could be. They have brought me joy during times when I thought no joy existed…and they have proven to me that yes, hockey is MUCH more than a game. For that, yeah…I thank them. There is no pride like that of a hockey fan…I might not have known what that meant two years ago…but I do now. </p> <p class="MsoNormal">July 1<sup>st</sup> will come faster than we expect…part of the roster that I have grown to love will most likely be gone…but the memories won’t be…and new ones will be created…and we can only look forward from here. The great thing about sports is that you’re allowed to start over. You’re allowed to wipe the slate clean and start anew…and while many tears trickled down the cheeks of Sharks fans everywhere last night, that new beginning is waiting for us. </p> <p class="MsoNormal">So I’ll take some time, reflect on what a miraculous year it was…but I won’t pack all my teal stuff away… I plan on wearing it with pride as often as possible…and when someone stops me to ask “Dude what happened to the Sharks, man?” I’ll resist the urge to dropkick them…and instead, I will sickeningly brag about how great they are until they walk away. </p> <p class="MsoNormal"><i style="">Ahh, a day in the life of a Sharks fan.</i></p><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZow4uzLYTR3Xh1Uc9hz0uGAqNXp9mNxRH608En9zXiZfRTc8OE9eq7W0TmWbhxcezeQvqfFFSfHgygwN-S7Ltv3XpVFau4TXysyAOimakwFxyE8RY5ttxs4OJSpZR7MKtZdcFwQXGYXw/s1600-h/sharks.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 281px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZow4uzLYTR3Xh1Uc9hz0uGAqNXp9mNxRH608En9zXiZfRTc8OE9eq7W0TmWbhxcezeQvqfFFSfHgygwN-S7Ltv3XpVFau4TXysyAOimakwFxyE8RY5ttxs4OJSpZR7MKtZdcFwQXGYXw/s400/sharks.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329820956388011666" border="0" /></a><p class="MsoNormal"><br /><i style=""> <o:p></o:p></i></p>J. Giulianohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00031902510141420636noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8298773252282798872.post-33961093782415463642009-04-27T18:31:00.000-07:002009-04-27T19:02:20.195-07:00Don't Eat Before You Ride the Coaster...I guess I always figured I knew what the "emotional rollercoaster" of playoff hockey was...but my oh my...I had no idea.<br /><p class="MsoNormal"><br />Taking a long vacation back home to the East Coast enabled me to spend lots of time exploring different facets of the "hockey world"...Montreal – Sharks game at the Bell Centre (I don’t care what they say, the Shark Tank is still louder) NYC's NHL store, a Isles - Flyers game at Nassau Coliseum, and many weekends spent in Worcester, MA acclimating myself with the AHL scene and fine tuning my new found Worcester Shark fanhood (fandom, tomatoe/tomato)...but it also meant a two month hiatus from the greatest joy I have ever known...San Jose Sharks hockey. Live San Jose Sharks hockey.<br /><br />Up until I left for NY, I had only missed about 2 home games this season and it broke my heart to know I would miss more. Needless to say, now that I'm back in sunny California, I absolutely couldn't wait to haul my teal cloaked butt to HP Pavilion for Game 5. (no I didn't really wear a cloak...I think Calgary has the only fans that do that)<br /><br />A meal at Teske's Germania, and I was ready to skip right through the doors of the Shark Tank, collect my (awesome) rally towel, and head down to the glass for warm ups...how I missed these boys...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghyGPYULFWHPBjUmTit8pXaqwpEj36R60f1xffI7V096QKC_KV-_sfCiAVCRvcgV3POXTHpJYR1S52GXBy7MuT1D_YUA9LQ9n1TOIe7VaZRQcu7SzLC7mqeci3yQXcSucxjk6spPrX6H0/s1600-h/425a.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghyGPYULFWHPBjUmTit8pXaqwpEj36R60f1xffI7V096QKC_KV-_sfCiAVCRvcgV3POXTHpJYR1S52GXBy7MuT1D_YUA9LQ9n1TOIe7VaZRQcu7SzLC7mqeci3yQXcSucxjk6spPrX6H0/s400/425a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329550346027704962" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCRZk00q9UFqFmJjqzF_9M4ajp_mXCZlvyGr5w9NhV7PEOKhyNbdV1oa4uOeCIQ9l6CKnTnactGMCLH_aYvbhV3FxcICtJwBWHa6OFEv9pw1ffjdzOzoPdysPua5ZpSaW30n_c7dkgw3Q/s1600-h/425f.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCRZk00q9UFqFmJjqzF_9M4ajp_mXCZlvyGr5w9NhV7PEOKhyNbdV1oa4uOeCIQ9l6CKnTnactGMCLH_aYvbhV3FxcICtJwBWHa6OFEv9pw1ffjdzOzoPdysPua5ZpSaW30n_c7dkgw3Q/s400/425f.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329550974508001506" border="0" /></a><br />I was ready to deal with whatever emotional grief the Sharks would dole out to us. I could handle it...no biggie...I'll be ok. I might cry a little, but really, it's just a game JoJo...<i>just a game.<br /><br />Yeah....</i>try telling that to 17,495 people and getting them to agree with you...this is HOCKEY...it's<i> not</i> “just a game”. </p> <p class="MsoNormal">With my heart already primed for a good breaking, I went down to the glass just to catch a final glimpse of the guys who have collectively succeeded in making me fall in love with hockey…and as they skated out on to the ice, I was completely amazed. I didn’t think it was possible to love these guys any more than I already did, but butter my butt and call me a biscuit, was I wrong! As they emerged from the hallway to the locker room they brought with them a piece of my heart. A piece I didn’t even know that they still had…and all at once my outlook changed.</p><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjg6HQuxTvS4VJudyWAU2YkNSF8DuC1XlgmN8aSxY122DrI3leKECIuILgKgdGcOcpil8YOaaNPPqobBoYuOTGU6N_9ycvoKxGgX40xGj_sOEYtbS0jShuxAWV9g5x27G_r5FyCDkzlvqU/s1600-h/425j.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjg6HQuxTvS4VJudyWAU2YkNSF8DuC1XlgmN8aSxY122DrI3leKECIuILgKgdGcOcpil8YOaaNPPqobBoYuOTGU6N_9ycvoKxGgX40xGj_sOEYtbS0jShuxAWV9g5x27G_r5FyCDkzlvqU/s400/425j.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329553335699069474" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgb0R2WBDhr1aUsb-HxTFGkyTYE2IA2nA05SCpcjN4FyVxaQ5EmM0tC_ZsOufQAft7sn0WKvOXnxku-EE1mDsRYmZioW9v1pGDNXqytLC6bFFtC1pfJTOfSHwvfQ0dZ_l0elbfoxlPBdP8/s1600-h/425c.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIDpMtuuRbmScr1NdZzPhTdDMgI6JbnpQBJVH3fiKmFwhJ4rVCM59PYbk6Q5BXx_yfEPFfCQEKaQ2Ph4vYxpYvd9fJvorCVhsqq_1QjA0FfhamNGiGuqmoB88sTgtVTeWvdm3yLTxDNvM/s400/425o.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329555688721890802" border="0" /></a>As they lined up along the glass where I stood - Patrick Marleau, Ryane Clowe, Torrey Mitchell, Joe Thornton – the looks on their faces let us all know that they were glad to be home…and as I glanced around the glass, at the signs and banners that fellow fans made, it was so evident how much faith everyone still had in this team…and the buzz was one of determination. They gave us these towels to wave, right? Not to throw in. <p class="MsoNormal">As I walked the concourse, the optimism was absolutely infectious…and no matter how negative my mind tried to be, the never-say-die spirit of the Shark Tank and my fellow Shark fans kept any negativity at bay and instead replaced it with ridiculously silly grins plastered on just about anyone you saw…(with the exception of the few mangy Duck fans roaming around aimlessly who were undoubtedly scared for their lives)</p> <p class="MsoNormal">When the fans took their seats and the pre-game video opener began, the electricity kicked on. The Tank was rocking…and when the Sharks came down the hallway in customary fashion, well, I guess that’s when you really could see the heartbeat of the fans. Rally towels in hand, the crowd was unified as one living and breathing thing. The seventh man…and to look out onto the crowd, you could see it. You could see the heartbeat pulsating. This was playoff hockey.</p><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBAj35ejmB_RkCl3YkWMusZr1MIijUFXaM10qgcZdgxUKJRBwu-BRP9mH-XOnzuIV73u3sRtWf9Oog4gTlRMTLCSvI7s3V_WXQLJbVMwAA4jTAHpm2pi5KXxYmlAyzawSg1H6DbTGqlEM/s1600-h/425k.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBAj35ejmB_RkCl3YkWMusZr1MIijUFXaM10qgcZdgxUKJRBwu-BRP9mH-XOnzuIV73u3sRtWf9Oog4gTlRMTLCSvI7s3V_WXQLJbVMwAA4jTAHpm2pi5KXxYmlAyzawSg1H6DbTGqlEM/s400/425k.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329553341921410402" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><p class="MsoNormal">When it came to the game, there’s not much I can tell you that you haven’t read anywhere else. Everyone knows who played well, who didn’t. The Sharks first 20 minutes was what every fan wanted to see. It was the second 20 and third 20 that slowly wore on our nerves…they couldn’t make it an easy win. They couldn’t put any of us at ease for a solid 10 minutes…no, that’s not how the Sharks do it. The Sharks seem to respond when their backs are against the wall. I’d say that a game 5 when you’re down in the series would qualify for that…but to let it go into over time? I swear if I were ever going to hit the bottle, that would have been the time.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Patrick Marleau seems to enjoy the eleventh hour. That’s when he does his best work…or at least he did this game. The countless games that called upon Captain Pat to bail the team out were merely preparation for what he would be called to do in the playoffs…and he earned the right to be called “our hero”. </p> <p class="MsoNormal">When the red lights lit up…the crowd literally exploded…in what seemed like slow motion. The roar was absolutely deafening. The Bell Centre’s volume would pale in comparison. Not only had most Shark fans gladly lost their voices that night but I think we also lost part of our hearing. </p> <p class="MsoNormal">The celebration carried over into the concourse as everyone (uncharacteristically) took their time exiting for the sake of continuing chants, high fiving each other, screaming, dancing and generally experiencing a little known thing called “joy”. Sharkie even jumped up onto a concession stand and started beating his drum. Everyone gathered around and egged him on…and the one thing that you saw no matter where you looked was that smile…that million dollar megawatt smile. It was on every single fan’s face. From the youngest little ones to the ones with the silver hair and numerous pins (yeah I don’t really get that)…we were all united in that win. We all celebrated our heroes…and we all were grateful that we got to live another day…reminded that there is a reason that this team finished as number one…reminded that there is a reason we love this team so much.</p><img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/Joanne/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-9.jpg" alt="" /><p class="MsoNormal">Now…on to Game Six…where’s that flask?</p>J. Giulianohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00031902510141420636noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8298773252282798872.post-54106913054000340852009-04-25T00:53:00.000-07:002009-04-25T01:38:02.002-07:00Smile Sharks Fans! You're on Candid Camera!!!Its 1am...I'm usually in bed, dreaming wonderful non-hockey related dreams right about now. But tonight is different. Tonight I can't seem to lie still...I can't focus and I can't keep from dreading tomorrow.<br /><br />Game 5. HP Pavilion.<br /><br />Now don't get me wrong, I can't begin to describe how excited I am to be going back to the Shark Tank for the first time in over 2 months...I've missed my boys immensely...I just wish the circumstances were a little....err...friendlier.<br /><br />After Thursday night's atrocity also know as Game 4, the second stage of grieving kicked in for me...anger. All at once I became a complete and total baby...a sore loser...and I know I wasn't the only one.<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">The sounds of feet stomping, cabinets slamming, remote controls being thrown and walls being punched and/or kicked were reportedly being heard all over the Bay Area Thursday night.<br /><br /></span>Alas, the more I thought about it the guiltier I felt. How can I just up and ditch MY team like this? Who am I to bash them? This is the team I am supposedly in love with....and if I can't support them in their time of desperation what KIND OF FAN AM I???<br /><br />But...then I thought some more...and in my mind I laid all of the proverbial "cards" on the table and looked at them one by one. (with flask in hand)<br /><br />Here's the San Jose Sharks...with the brand new coach, the brand new defense (aka the DREAM TEAM), the rejuvenated captain, quite possibly the best top line in the league, one of the greatest arenas in the league, the best FANS in the league, the best record in the league, the best record in franchise history, the Pacific Division Champions, the Western Conference Champions, and 2009 President's Trophy Winners.<br /><br />(I think I'm pretty accurate in touching the valuable points here.)<br /><br />So...to go down this list, to review these very things and reflect back on the season, any Sharks fan would be pumped...look at what our boys have accomplished! This is the reason every game is sold out at HP Pavilion...this is the REASON they say the Sharks have the best fans in the league.<br /><br />(And....cue the anger)<br /><br />So...am I missing something? Umm...are we on Candid Camera?<br /><br />Really...are we?<br /><br />All the crap about the Sharks being a Second Round upset year after year...we fans shut all those naysayers up this season didn't we! We told them where to go...we got the PRESIDENT'S TROPHY TO PROVE IT!!! (Smarmy hosers...)<br /><br />...only to be down 3-1 in the first round of the Stanley Cup Playoffs. Against an 8th seeded team.<br />So, is this how the Sharks do "fan appreciation"? Is this the big thank you to the only ones who disregard all that negative post season trash talk? I guess I'm having trouble grasping the logic here...I guess I'm having trouble with the fact that the number one team in the entire league...doesn't want to bring the Cup home to its fans. I mean, call me crazy but...at least a SECOND round exit would have been "in character"...<br /><br />Everyone says "Oh, this is going to go to seven games...the Sharks are too good a team to let it all go now..."<br /><br />I wish I could believe that. To watch them play is to be totally dumbfounded...and quite frankly, to many who do watch them play, its apparent that they have no interest in any Cup whatsoever. (Besides maybe a cup of coffee while en route to the golf course)<br /><br />Tomorrow will be a strange day. I wish I could say I was optimistic about it, I wish I could even say I wasn't. But I'm neither...I guess I'm just going to keep doing what I've been doing all season...root for my boys. I guess that's all I <span style="font-style: italic;">can</span> do...and just hope that they wake up and see the 17,496 crazies who love them enough to pay completely outrageous prices to see them just one more time...<br /><br />ugh.<br /><br />Sooooo...who wants to buy me the beers???<br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"></span>J. Giulianohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00031902510141420636noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8298773252282798872.post-45241549446056317382009-04-14T13:47:00.000-07:002009-04-14T14:03:25.849-07:00AHL: A Wild Weekend in WorcesterWhat does one do when the team they are heavily pining for is 3,000 miles away and celebrating Fan Appreciation Night and while you are a fan, you are no where in that 3,000 mile radius? Easy. You have a complete blast in the home arena of said team’s AHL affiliate instead (undoubtedly having a much better time anyway) watching guys like Jamie McGinn, Ryan Vesce, Tom Cavanaugh and Lukas Kaspar wrap up their own regular season in back to back games against division rivals. <p class="MsoNormal">Last Wednesday, Worcester clinched a playoff spot making both their fans and their organization proud and went into the coming weekend with a little spring in their step and a weight lifted off their shoulders…and with the last two games of the regular season left in hand, the Sharks were in good spirits heading into their Fan Appreciation weekend. </p> <p class="MsoNormal">Aired on NHL Network, Friday’s game was a matchup against Manchester, who had failed to clinch a playoff spot but were no less spunky than a team who had. Both teams were facing off with newly restocked rosters as the Sharks got back McGinn, Staubitz, Cavanaugh and Vesce, and had Logan Couture called up from the OHL. <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTmlNJKxef7UOqin8a0vZa8RAZIUXwYWkoya8h3tbcwkdpWQys4cdEmNppp9lRPtrEEmrOT6MzVezHUOpdyxj3hRQcAbMaZkjRFaS4InZl8n46PYMzi40_rwpFOP05FznX2RnLqxE4UV4/s1600-h/couture.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 288px; height: 389px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTmlNJKxef7UOqin8a0vZa8RAZIUXwYWkoya8h3tbcwkdpWQys4cdEmNppp9lRPtrEEmrOT6MzVezHUOpdyxj3hRQcAbMaZkjRFaS4InZl8n46PYMzi40_rwpFOP05FznX2RnLqxE4UV4/s400/couture.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324653353336962786" border="0" /></a></p><p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:78%;">Logan Couture</span><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXtqwUxNUq0i2hyphenhyphenwxrc7VMO78Ik9U1CuM0pBAC-ByKGVLQyP25JDezxXNVwsMwL2vKoMmbrmuJaD0qag8rloJfF3a5e9ci1MOl9HCYhJrw1s8gb5Lq7b4YCUGPLQ6k3bK-89azKJPS-O0/s1600-h/couture.jpg"><br /></a></p><p class="MsoNormal">Manchester was showing off their new talent in D-man Thomas Hickey who was brought up from the Seattle Thunderbirds of the WHL. Hickey saw lots of ice time for the Monarchs and he made sure they didn’t show the Sharks an easy time by any means. <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaQo5gGGGAC3SYxAlrsoEWD1gCT6PwjT1bqynE_k7vvFnwDCtlp7XWAUif7okUAXCh5MsAjHgp_MYK-LFzHApjGgAOUClPaJ4pO1ks6QPobfCYAgkov_VzFkzDaK5go91-7DYq6IdbvLU/s1600-h/hickey2.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 311px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaQo5gGGGAC3SYxAlrsoEWD1gCT6PwjT1bqynE_k7vvFnwDCtlp7XWAUif7okUAXCh5MsAjHgp_MYK-LFzHApjGgAOUClPaJ4pO1ks6QPobfCYAgkov_VzFkzDaK5go91-7DYq6IdbvLU/s400/hickey2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324653646519148578" border="0" /></a></p> <p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:78%;">Thomas Hickey</span><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal">With the Monarchs on the attack, they gave Thomas Greiss quite a workout in net. Greiss made some SPECTACULAR saves and put on quite a show for the home crowd (and NHL Network) but with 8 minutes left in the first period, Scott Parse took advantage of the rebound Greiss left him and sent it home, giving the Monarchs a 1-0 lead going into the first intermission. </p> <p class="MsoNormal">Lukas Kaspar came to the rescue for the Sharks 8 minutes into the second period when he tied the game up on a tip in goal fed by Riley Armstrong, but Manchester answered back less than 2 minutes later and put themselves in the lead once again but this time it was a short handed goal…scored by Trevor Lewis on a pass from Matt Moulson…and Manchester once again had the lead going into the third period.</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style=""> </span>The third period brought a different Sharks team out of the locker room…a little bit of desperation and a lack of energy resulted in taking 2 penalties when they should have been drawing them. At the point in the game where they should have inserted a physical presence, they instead took meaningless penalties for hooking and depleted any chances of reinvigorating themselves. With Brad Staubitz finishing the second half of a four game suspension (resulting from a game against Springfield on February 28<sup>th</sup>) the element of physical intimidation was missing from the Sharks…and they soon found themselves down 3-1 as Matt Moulson tallied the last one for Manchester at 14:11 in the third. </p> <p class="MsoNormal">The win for Manchester was a futile effort as they remained in 5<sup>th</sup> place in the Atlantic division…with 3 points separating them from playoff contention…and with the following night bringing a loss and a devastating end to their season in front of their home crowd, all the Monarchs can do now is look forward to a new season and with great new talent like Thomas Hickey aboard, it should be an interesting upcoming season.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">The Sharks could do nothing more than put Friday’s loss behind them and look forward to an explosive performance on Saturday night as they concluded their regular season with Fan Appreciation night against their biggest rival and potential playoff match up, the Providence Bruins. </p> <p class="MsoNormal">Saturday night’s festivities began with a party in the DCU Center lobby. Music, games, and an always delightful appearance by the biggest hockey fan around, Bugs Bunny, got everyone pumped for a great night of hockey and what would hopefully be a happy ending to the Sharks regular season.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">The game began with a ceremony honoring the local champions of youth hockey organizations. The “March of Champions” included about 200 kids of all ages and they were accompanied by both the Sharks and the Bruins on the ice. </p> <p class="MsoNormal">The DCU Center filled out and was soon packed out to the tune of 7,406 fans…a record crowd for the Worcester Sharks and the largest crowd ever in regular season franchise history. Needless to say, the house was rockin. </p> <p class="MsoNormal">When they Sharks came out onto the bench it was evident that they had brought a different energy into this game. Playing their biggest division rival, the intensity was flowing, and within mere minutes of the puck drop, the chirping started and the game was on. Less than 9 minutes into the first period, Riley Armstrong tangled with Brad Marchand and they both received roughing minors. <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_L6lYqGkojKG7dvQxvpHIAIuaLF1LnMB0DBfHJcxN9SKpJwouq3GTujMH8Dim7tK7zgJCVMSANFwowxZU9_cGL0ihuBgK2J7UrY3mekIZH6wQkZcwIxu6k0h7APBtIOUBJh2JX3FYCys/s1600-h/riley1.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 310px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_L6lYqGkojKG7dvQxvpHIAIuaLF1LnMB0DBfHJcxN9SKpJwouq3GTujMH8Dim7tK7zgJCVMSANFwowxZU9_cGL0ihuBgK2J7UrY3mekIZH6wQkZcwIxu6k0h7APBtIOUBJh2JX3FYCys/s400/riley1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324654465634675506" border="0" /></a></p><p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:78%;">Riley Armstrong</span><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal">Both teams would wind up fruitless going into the first intermission but things would soon change. With Riley Armstrong, Frazer McLaren and Mike Moore doing their best to create some drama get under the Bruins’ skin, it was only a matter of time until chances were created….and sure enough, with 6 minutes left in the period, Frazer McLaren put the first goal up on the board. </p> <p class="MsoNormal">It was then that the Bruins started to falter. The Bruins taking a late penalty in the second allowed Derek Joslin to reach the back of the net with only 3 seconds left in the period. The Sharks headed to the dressing room up by 2 and so far Thomas Greiss was on his way to a coveted (shh…don’t jinx it…) shut out.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">The Bruins started the third period off on a bad foot when less than 3 minutes in, the agitation had gotten to Jonathan Tremblay and he got called for roughing…but it was then that the Sharks let the emotional rivalry get the best of them. Andrew Desjardins got 2 minutes for tripping and before his time was served, Mike Moore was sent to box for hooking…putting the Bruins on a dangerous 5 on 3. However the Sharks penalty kill was more powerful than the Bruins would have liked it to have been and they came up empty handed.<br /></p><p class="MsoNormal">With the chippy game getting even more intense, and two minutes after an uneventful power play, the Bad News Bears’ luck would change again when they got yet another chance to come back. Steve Zalewski took an unfortunate hooking penalty (which prompted many fans in attendance at the DCU Center to razz the Refs about wearing Bruins jerseys) but the Sharks penalty kill was once again unstoppable and the score remained 2-0…or had it?</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Providence center Dan Ryder was called for hooking and the Sharks took advantage…Derek Joslin was once again magic on the power play and with 1 second left in the penalty, Joslin put one past Courchaine. 3-0.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">The Sharks kept the Tank buzzing and emotions continued to run high and the Sharks found themselves in hot water yet again. Coach Roy Sommer lost it with the officials let the Bruins slide on a should-have-been penalty. He kept chirping the refs…everyone knew what would happen, and the Tank went wild as the drama unfolded on the ice. Sure enough the Sharks were called for a bench minor for unsportsmanlike conduct in addition to a 10 minute Game Misconduct for the abuse of officials. Thanks to Sommer’s antics and the Sharks were to kill off yet another power play.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">The Sharks ran into even more bad luck when they added yet another penalty to their third period collection less than a minute later putting the Bruins on another 2 man advantage. </p> <p class="MsoNormal">With the Sharks coming this far keeping the Bruins off the scoreboard, they weren’t about to let it all go. Killing off the Bruins final power play of the night, they drew a roughing penalty out of the frustrated Providence team and warded them off for the rest of the game. The Sharks made the most of the Tank full of fans and not only set a franchise attendance record but Thomas Greiss also made his own history and got his very first career shut out in 140 starts. <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDEMojFFVj_C_OX2X5_VasV9DcNuve_Hvl-AHiWittwOpkJ9ptsIlrNLHESodrkQ3qnrkHnOBBjkeZhyphenhyphen-xzuRV4RVPtMniLefxMXv8APhxhgGpc5rJL9isKF4KiHeYrJp8ActtO_5I2nY/s1600-h/greiss2.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 364px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDEMojFFVj_C_OX2X5_VasV9DcNuve_Hvl-AHiWittwOpkJ9ptsIlrNLHESodrkQ3qnrkHnOBBjkeZhyphenhyphen-xzuRV4RVPtMniLefxMXv8APhxhgGpc5rJL9isKF4KiHeYrJp8ActtO_5I2nY/s400/greiss2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324654921309959170" border="0" /></a></p><p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:78%;">Thomas Greiss</span><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal"><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal">…and that’s it. The Sharks’ regular season officially went out with a bang.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Before the chairs were set up for the team autograph session, before the organization would find out that the Hartford Wolfpack were their first round opponents, before the real madness of the coming weeks will have began, the team had one last duty to perform…</p> <p class="MsoNormal">The Sharks skated back out onto the ice, they united in the center…tapped the ice and raised their sticks…saluting the fans. It’s hard to believe how such a small gesture can evoke such a reaction from the crowd…and how such a small gesture can say it all and mean so much…but somehow, at that moment, there’s a mutual understanding between team and fan. A mutual “thank you”.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">At that moment it didn’t faze me that San Jose had just won the Presidents Trophy. It didn’t faze me that I wasn’t worrying about the playoffs. It didn’t faze me that I had missed the San Jose Sharks’ own fan appreciation night…at that moment there was nowhere else I would rather have been. No other team I would rather have applauded, and no other team I would have rather thanked for making me a fan. </p>J. Giulianohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00031902510141420636noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8298773252282798872.post-49436110238744641692009-04-06T17:44:00.000-07:002009-04-06T17:46:24.912-07:00Baby Shark Making a BIG Impression<p class="MsoNormal">If there’s anything Sharks fans have to brag about at the moment, it’s having already captured the Pacific Division title…and maybe having the number 1 slot in the conference …oh and don’t forget they also have the best view of the entire league, the view from the top is just about the best view you can get. Alright so Sharks fans have <i style="">a LOT</i> to brag about…(in their minds they always have) but if you ask any <i style="">true</i> fan, they will surely tell you, it’s the talented team that fuels the dedication. Now what makes the Sharks team different than other teams in the league, you might ask? Simple…</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Many (in fact MOST) teams have their superstars, their “Jumbo Joe” equivalents and they become the team’s “sun”…everything and everyone revolves around them…sure they have a few surrounding planets but no one shines as bright as their superstar. That story is undeniably different in the regard to the Sharks. Not only do they have the<i style=""> actual</i> Joe Thornton, but with teammates like Patrick Marleau, Devin Setoguchi, Jonathan Cheechoo, Milan Michalek, Evgeni Nabokov, Dan Boyle, Rob Blake, Jeremy Roenick or Joe Pavelski how can <i style="">one player</i> make any bigger an impact than another? They don’t. In fact, to the 17,496 people that pack out the Tank every game night, this entire roster is their “sun” and no one shines brighter than the others…they simply take turns. Recently I attended an Islanders game at Nassau Coliseum and struck up conversation with one of the many incredible fans in attendance that night. When asked who my favorite Shark was, I was actually rendered speechless…and honestly…I was stumped. When I didn’t answer because I didn’t know <i style="">how </i>to answer, he just smiled and said, “Wow…you really are a true fan…you love the whole team.” I turned to him and I just said, “Yeah…I guess you’re right…”</p> <p class="MsoNormal">As of late, Sharks fans have had even more reason to be proud…and expand their bragging rights. With injury plaguing much of the team at a very inopportune time, the Sharks organization had no choice but to call upon their affiliate, the Worcester Sharks, for help. Recently there have been four roster spots filled by Worcester players (Tom Cavanaugh, Jamie McGinn, Brad Staubitz and Ryan Vesce) </p> <p class="MsoNormal">The Worcester Sharks have become so accustomed to life in San Jose, their presence at HP Pavilion is just as natural as seeing S.J. Sharkie with some little kid’s head in his mouth. For these guys, playing for the number one team in the league and playing alongside the same guys they grew up idolizing and watching on TV, is completely unreal. <span style=""> </span>In total, nine Worcester players have been called up throughout the season…and these players are no bench warmers. Tom Cavanaugh scored his first NHL goal against Phoenix on March 28, Jamie McGinn scored goals in back to back games on March 22 & 25<sup>th</sup>, Ryan Vesce at the time of his recall had a team leading 68 points in Worcester and was fourth on the list of scorers in the AHL…and the player who has pummeled his way into the hearts of all “Fin-atics”, the guy who through playing 34 games with the big club this season is as much a San Jose Shark as he is a Worcester Shark, Brad Staubitz. </p> <p class="MsoNormal">Staubitz, who having played 34 games in SJ, has gotten more NHL time than any of his fellow Worcester teammates…and while he may not have the goals to show for it, there is a reason why he has stayed in San Jose so long. When I spoke to Brad after a game in Lowell, MA in January, he summed up his experience skating on San Jose ice in one word, a “treat”. The smile that spread across his face while he talked about playing in the NHL was one of pure joy. This is a hockey player who knows how lucky he is to be taking part in such an incredible team…but after 34 games, the true treat has not just been for Brad, but rather for the thousands of fans who have embraced him. Brad has become known for his physical style of play and Sharks fans aren’t complaining…he clearly possesses the same characteristics that they too possess in regard to the team…loyalty, devotion and passion...and he isn’t afraid to prove it. There may not have ever been a bigger celebration during and after a fight as the one on March 19<sup>th</sup> at HP Pavilion when Brad took it to Jordin Tootoo. He received a standing ovation…and if you’ve ever been to the Shark Tank, you know <i style="">how incredible</i> that is. Being named the third star of that game, he explained in his post game interview how sometimes it’s just about the energy you can bring to the team…and if that’s what he can contribute then he’s done his job. </p> <p class="MsoNormal">With 76 penalty minutes throughout his combined stints in San Jose this season and 130 in Worcester, it’s clear he has no problem doing what he does best, creating energy for his teammates and breathing life into the game. When all is said and done, Brad’s got a lot to brag about after having a season like he has…he’s done his family and friends proud, that’s for sure…but what he may not even be aware of is that he’s given Shark fans both in San Jose and in Worcester a heck of a lot more to brag about. In 34 games, he’s definitely left his mark on San Jose and has become just as much a part of the team as Jonathan Cheechoo, Jody Shelley or Milan Michalek…and it’s apparent that he’s enjoying his time with the big club.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Well Brad, you’ve earned it. </p>J. Giulianohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00031902510141420636noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8298773252282798872.post-11929682938317485632009-03-31T20:12:00.000-07:002009-04-06T17:49:12.412-07:00Nothing to Fight For?<p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">When one becomes a fan of a good team, a team which can provide the entertainment that said fan paid decent money to see, that team’s job is done…when one becomes a fan of a <span style="font-style: italic;">great</span> team, there’s a little more involved…there are expectations to be met. Expectations which come with both great reward and celebration as well as bitter disappointment. Truth be told, when you become a fan of one of these elite teams, the dedication runs deep…so deep that it’s almost <span style="font-style: italic;">impossible</span> to ever imagine yourself cheering for anyone else, let alone the bottom team in the league…<span style="font-weight: bold;">a team who has just about half the total points of the Sharks or Red Wings</span>, a team that has dug themselves a hole so deep they’re almost to China...a team called the New York Islanders.</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Some call it crazy, some call it a bad case of underdog syndrome…honestly, it’s neither. The sad truth is, many people have written the Isles off a long time ago…made them nothing but a butt of a joke. It has filtered down to even the season ticket holders and diehard fans who have, plain and simple, just stopped coming. Their arena is in dire straits, and with this past trade deadline seeing major changes for the Islanders (Comrie, Campoli to Senators, Guerin to Penguins), their fan base is floundering. </p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Yes, <span style="font-style: italic;">maybe</span> I see it all through rose colored glasses…<span style="font-style: italic;">maybe</span> I haven’t followed the organization through the darkest shadows and dingiest alleys through which it has been led by its coaching and management staff...but I do know that when I turn on MSG at game time, I’m provided with what I came to find…<span style="font-weight: bold;">good hockey</span>. </p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">March has been a dynamic month for this hockey club, month full of dramatic ups and downs. Knowing they are completely out of playoff contention, and after the dust of the trade deadline settled, leaving them with no captain and no “superstar”, they could have <span style="font-style: italic;">easily</span> cut their losses and cashed in their chips for the rest of the season. </p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">They didn’t.</p> <p face="trebuchet ms" class="MsoNormal">With rookies like <span style="font-weight: bold;">Josh Bailey</span> and <span style="font-weight: bold;">Jack Hillen</span> stepping in, the Isles depth is off the charts, and their AHL affiliate in Bridgeport is implementing the same system that Scott Gordon and the Islanders are, so there is a constant shuffle of players between the two clubs and the Bridgeport team is being primed for NHL time…but it’s the hard working, "never say die" attitude that the Islanders organization has become known for these past couple of months…and much of that is thanks to the workhorse mentality that the Islanders’ young players possess working for a roster spot.<br /></p> <p face="trebuchet ms" class="MsoNormal">It’s that workhorse mentality that has made the “ups” of March quite possibly some of the best hockey games (never) seen this season…but arguably the <span style="font-style: italic;">best</span> showing the Isles had this season was on March 7<sup>th</sup> against the Devils…and the unstoppable <span style="font-weight: bold;">Martin Brodeur</span> who had just come off IR which he was on for the entire season. Not only did the Islanders succeed in getting Brodeur pulled and replaced with <span style="font-weight: bold;">Kevin Weekes</span>, but the game ended with the Islanders producing seven goals that night, six of those were on Brodeur. The seventh came with one second left in the game when <span style="font-weight: bold;">Sean Bergenheim</span> completed his first career NHL hat trick…and at that moment, you would never have known this team was out of playoff contention, you would never have known this team was at the very bottom of the standings…because <span style="font-style: italic;">that night</span>, the Isles put a dagger through the heart of Marty Brodeur and Brent Sutter and everyone in the hockey world who was aboard the “How Long Can Marty Brodeur Extend His Winning Streak Right Off IR” choo-choo train. </p> <p face="trebuchet ms" class="MsoNormal">But it isn’t just the young skaters that are turning heads, the Islanders’ goal tending has proven to be deep and down right impressive over the past couple of months.</p> <p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal">With <span style="font-weight: bold;">Rick DiPietro</span> riding out his 15-yr contract on IR, <span style="font-weight: bold;">Yann Danis</span> has become the back up for <span style="font-weight: bold;">Joey MacDonald</span> who has taken over for DiPietro in his absence. Danis has also had to step in further due to MacDonald out with injury. Danis has been impressive with a 2.65 GAA and 92% save percentage…proving that the Islanders do indeed have a triple threat in net…but no one has shown a more impressive performance than Joey MacDonald on March 27<sup>th</sup> against Detroit at Joe Louis Arena. </p> <p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal">Joey MacDonald single-handedly (with some help from Josh Bailey and <span style="font-weight: bold;">Frans Neilsen</span>) led the Islanders to a 2-0 shut out of the defending Stanley Cup Champions. Making 42 saves against Detroit, most of which were <span style="font-weight: bold;">mind bending</span> and three were posts, Joey MacDonald was the hero for his team. There is still much to be said about the Islanders’ defensive play as they robbed the Red Wings – who is the leading team in power plays – on every man-advantage they had. </p> <p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal">As the “elite” teams are winding down as they’ve already secured playoff spots, the “good” teams are making every last effort in their respective playoff pushes, and the bottom feeders are doing what they do best and floundering, the Islanders don’t fit into any of these categories. They have no playoff spot within reach, they have no playoff spot even within vision, they have nothing to push for…and to most people, there is no reason for them to be fighting for <span style="font-style: italic;">anything</span>…but when you look carefully, its easy to see…they’re fighting for their fans. Every team needs fans and the Islanders are determined to get theirs back…and to watch them play is to watch what every hockey fan wants to see…<span style="font-weight: bold;">great hockey</span>.</p> <p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal">Going into next season it will be exciting to see how this team changes. Coach Scott Gordon said it best when he said "We're not an easy two points anymore."</p> <p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p>J. Giulianohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00031902510141420636noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8298773252282798872.post-51361102088940189972008-12-30T17:57:00.000-08:002009-04-06T17:58:45.317-07:00An Ode to the AHL<p>To preface this blog, I guess I should start with this – as many of you know, I will be heading off to Worcester Massachusetts to cover the <span class="caps">AHL</span> All-Star Classic in January. Thanks to an incredible friend of mine who for whatever reason has a lot of faith in me and has provided me with her utmost support, I will be going to the All-Star Game as a journalist (as well as a fan). It is an opportunity that I never ever thought I would be given the chance to have…I am so grateful.<br /><br />You see, over the past three months I have been taking more and more interest in the <span class="caps">AHL</span>. Specifically the Sharks <span class="caps">AHL</span> Affiliate the Worcester Sharks…and in thinking back, I guess it all stemmed from September 23nd – the Teal and White Game.<br /></p> <p>Many <span class="caps">NHL</span> teams have a preseason scrimmage with their prospects as a means of entertainment and introducing the young talent to the fans…the Sharks do this by mixing both prospects and veterans and then dividing the group in two. (As opposed to Philadelphia where the Phantoms and Flyers just duke it out)<br /></p> <p>While many fans may not be familiar with their teams’ prospects, or pay them the attention they deserve, I personally started to take notice of the depth we had. We had seen the veterans before, we knew their style, their personalities, and what they bring to the game…I was curious to see what these other guys could do.<br /></p> <p>From the Teal and White Game through the preseason, I became familiar with the new names and their individual styles. I grew more and more impressed as I watched them become comfortable playing for the big club…so when the preseason ended and many of them were gradually sent back to Worcester, it’s fair to say I was sad to see them go.<br /></p> <p>…So I began to follow their successes in Worcester. Given the injury from which Torrey Mitchell is still recovering, the Sharks roster has had room for one more. Todd McLellan has taken the opportunity to plug Worcester players in on a trial basis and see how they perform and how they gel. From the very start of the season, we’ve seen at least one Worcester player on the bench during any given game. For me, it has only helped to strengthen my respect for Worcester as I have been hugely impressed with our <span class="caps">AHL</span> team.<br /></p> <p>Throughout the season, we have had the privilege of getting to know some of our rookies. Five of them have made appearances during the regular season so far and it has become evident that the depth in the Sharks roster is impressive enough to have any professional hockey team shaking in their skates. All five of these guys possess something special and something unique that they have brought to the Sharks’ bench.<br /><br /><br /><strong>Lukas Kaspar (43)</strong> – the first Worcester Shark to be recalled to San Jose for the regular season. He played his first game on October 9th in the Sharks home opener against Anaheim and while he didn’t register a point in the game he did catch a 2 minute high-sticking penalty. It wasn’t until two games later, in Los Angeles, that Lukas would make his presence known on the Sharks roster. With a picture perfect crossbar “ping”, he scored the game winning goal as well as the only goal that night.<br /></p> <p><strong>Brad Staubitz (59)</strong> – recalled for the October 17th game at Anaheim, Brad showed both the Sharks and the Ducks what he is all about when he registered a five minute fighting major in his first <span class="caps">NHL</span> shift. McLellan knew his scrappiness is what they needed against the Ducks and Brad did not disappoint. He doesn’t hesitate to defend his teammates and has stood up to both Dion Phaneuf and Jordin Tootoo during his second stint with San Jose. Brad Staubitz has been a big part of establishing the Sharks as a physically dominant team this season.<br /></p> <p><strong>Jamie McGinn (64)</strong> – was recalled for the October 28th game against Pittsburgh, but did not register any points. It wasn’t until the next game; October 30th at Detroit that Jamie found his groove. Scoring the second goal for San Jose, Jamie’s goal put the Sharks ahead 2-1. Jamie also tallied an assist on the game winning goal of the night. His speed and ability to find the net makes Jamie a great asset to the Sharks offensively. I don’t care who you are, it’s got to feel good to score your first <span class="caps">NHL</span> goal against the defending Cup Champions.<br /></p> <p><strong>Riley Armstrong (40)</strong> – While he was only called up to the big club for two games so far, Riley’s November 29th season debut was a proud moment for him being as he was called upon to fill in for Jonathan Cheechoo. During his next game with the Sharks, December 2nd against Toronto, Riley registered a 2 minute hooking penalty…but that didn’t stop San Jose fans from embracing him. Above one of the sections in the upper bowl, a hand made sign devoted to Riley encouraged everyone to take notice of the fresh, eager talent on the ice. San Jose cannot wait to have him back again.<br /></p> <p><strong>Tom Cavanaugh (47)</strong> – called up for the December 4th game against Columbus. He tallied his only <span class="caps">NHL</span> point of this season on Jeremy Roenick’s goal against the Edmonton Oilers on December 6th. The Sharks went on to lose in OT but Cavanaugh’s point production thus far does not do him justice…when you watch him play you see how devoted he is to getting a win. He does the dirty work. You see him fighting for the puck in the corners and behind the net. You see him out on the forecheck. He creates space for his teammates which is one of the reasons he is so valuable to San Jose.<br /></p> <p><em>Let’s not forget…</em><br /><strong>Thomas Greiss (1)</strong> – Greiss has not played in goal for us yet this season…because he hasn’t had to. While he was called up on November 8th (along with Brad Staubitz) because Nabokov was injured, his duty was to serve as back-up to the back-up. Brian Boucher stepped in as number one, and Greiss took the number two spot. It’s got to be a reassuring feeling for San Jose to know that they have so much depth in net.<br /><br /></p> <p>One could definitely say that the guys mentioned above have had a lot to do with where the Sharks are sitting in the point standings. Not that they have scored crazy amounts of goals, or tallied numerous assists, but that their confidence and courage to do whatever their coach asks of them keeps their teammates’ spirits high. Confidence in their coach and confidence in one another is what creates chemistry…and chemistry creates wins.<br /></p> <p>Now, while it may not make the top of your list of things to do for the New Year, I would strongly urge you to get to know your Affiliate teams…<br /></p> <p>Many fans don’t take the time to realize what an impact our “farm” teams have on the big clubs, but when injury plagues a team, it’s up to the rookies and prospects to step up their game and keep our teams in it…but by far the most amazing thing about following the <span class="caps">AHL</span> has been watching these guys grow. Watching their skills and talents evolve, watching their hunger and intensity deepen.<br /></p> <p>To watch a young player on <span class="caps">NHL</span> ice for the first time is to see the love of the game in it’s purest form.<br /></p> The way hockey was intended.J. Giulianohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00031902510141420636noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8298773252282798872.post-32640567340585645672008-11-19T17:54:00.000-08:002009-04-06T17:56:26.969-07:00What It Feels Like to Fall in Love<p>January 5th, 2008…the day my life changed. I wish I could say that my story is beautiful and poetic, however I can’t…but I <em>can</em> say, that day was a pivotal point for me. Within a day and a moment my life switched paths.<br /><br /><br />Let me set the scene for you…<br /><br /><br /><em>Here is a young(ish) girl. An uprooted New Yorker living in California. A girl with no real passion for anything in particular. No hunger, no <strong>joie de vivre</strong> (though not for lack of trying to find one). She walked through life – aimlessly it seemed – knowing that there was something more out there for her…a place that she would fit into (where everybody knows her name?), and a passion that was just as eager to find <strong>her</strong> as she was to find <strong>it</strong>…but what was <strong>it</strong>?<br /><br /><br />She went to school…tried her hand at a couple different majors…Fashion Merchandising Management, Marketing and even toyed with the idea of becoming a Geologist. But something was missing. She thought maybe she could go to trade school to become a mechanic, after all – she had a huge love for all things automotive…but really, did she actually want to <strong>be</strong> a mechanic? Heck no!<br /><br /><br />Everyone told her to stick to what was safe…and Business was safe. Did it feel right? Absolutely not. She knew there was something out there…one thing that would just grab a hold of her and not let go. One thing that would make her happy, <strong>genuinely</strong> happy, for the rest of her life…and almost like how the hair on the back of your neck stands up before lightning strikes, she could sense that it was about to find her and hit her like a ton of bricks.</em><br /><br /><br />Fast forward to Christmas time 2007…my mother-in-law decided to purchase a 3-game Shark Pak for her husband for Christmas. I had known that he was a huge Sharks fan but didn’t really know any more about it other than that…heck (I’m embarrassed to say), up until earlier that year I didn’t even know that the Bay Area had an <span class="caps">NHL</span> team. Don’t forget, I’m an “ignorant New Yorker” (do any other states even exist?). Needless to say, my husband and I were asked to accompany my in-laws to one of the games. January 5th, 2008 against Columbus.<br /><br /><br />I wish I could say that the excitement and anticipation of the upcoming game resulted in a week-long cheesy smile plastered on my gorgeous face, put I can’t…I was going along with it because it was something to do, and I had a <em>mild</em> curiosity for what a pro-hockey game actually felt like. Now, before I go any further you must realize – I had <strong>no</strong> interest in sports for 24 years of my life. None, zilch, nada. Not for a lack of effort though, I mean I’ve been to my fair share of Yankees and Mets games, I even used to <em>play</em> basketball when I was younger and of course lets not forget, followed my high school football team to the Long Island Championships…but really, I hated it. All of it. I was a daddy’s girl and my daddy didn’t like sports. (Not his fault at all, he’s way awesome in other aspects) My daddy liked to teach me about cars, trucks and anything mechanical really…and I absorbed it like a sponge. I was the anti-sports girl who would much rather go tear down a Chevy small block than watch a single play of the Superbowl. Sports and I, we just didn’t see eye to eye.<br /><br /><br />The day of the game came up faster than I had anticipated and I remember it was a cold, dark, rainy night…<br />A night I would have preferred spent at home, watching Deadliest Catch re-runs and cozying up next to the dead Christmas Tree…but alas, I found myself walking down the dark, wet streets of San Jose, on my way to HP Pavilion.<br /><br /><br />I had no idea what to expect. I had nothing to gauge this on, and I definitely skeptical that I was actually going to enjoy it…<br /><br /><br />I remember rounding the corner and seeing the Tank in front of me…my heart almost skipped a beat. It was gorgeous. The closer we got, the more I felt something stirring inside me. Then we walked up the cement steps and through the doors of what looked like a crystal palace…and that aroma hit me…the smell of cold icy air, hot dogs, beer and churros…and I swear, I’ve never smelled a more comforting aroma in all my life. There was also something else I noticed…something I couldn’t quite put my finger on but now understand…there is something like a buzz, a current of energy that reverberates throughout the Tank on Game Night…its something that I’m sure every arena has, but this was my first time to feel it.<br /><br /><br />It was amazing to see all the people donning jerseys and t-shirts and feather boas, and teal wigs and face paint, all these people who had two things in common…one, they were all completely and totally devoted to this Sharks team, and two, they all wore the biggest smiles I had ever seen in my life.<br /><br /><br />As we climbed up to our “nosebleed” seats, I remember thinking “wow, you can actually see pretty dang good from here!”<br /><br /><br />Then the puck dropped…and my eyes never came off the ice. It was like I was in a trance (a trance which was further compounded by seeing Steve Bernier on the Jumbo-tron after he scored)…and speaking of scoring, I definitely wasn’t prepared for the celebration that erupted when we scored for the first time that night…it was a feeling that, believe it or not, I still get at every single game and it <strong>never</strong> gets old…its like an electric current just runs through the Tank. Almost like you could literally power the entire city of San Jose with our energy alone. As something I had never experienced before, this completely blew me away. I kept glancing over at my husband and giving him the look of “Why the hell have we never done this before??”<br />I have recently come to the conclusion that any man who denies his girlfriend/wife the chance to attend a live hockey game is guilty of a form of domestic abuse…yes, <em>take him to the Police and file a report ladies…</em><br /><br /><br />It seemed as though with every minute that passed in the Shark Tank that night, something was changing in me. I felt like an Autobot (a cute one) transforming into something badass…but I didn’t know what. All I did know was that I was feeling a couple things that I had not felt in quite some time…and <strong>never</strong> to this extent.<br /><br /><br /><strong>Joy</strong>…complete unadulterated joy in its purest form. I knew I had stumbled something huge. Something that sparked a fire inside of me like I’ve never felt before. While I watched the players fly down the ice with such ferocity and determination I felt like everything else in the world just faded away…all of my worries, all of my stress…I have never felt more <em>right</em> in all of my life…watching the puck pass crisply from stick to stick as the players cycled around the net, I was just in awe…fully immersed in absolute amazement and wonder.<br /><br /><br />The other thing I recognized making an appearance was an overwhelming sense of <strong>pride</strong>…unless you’re a sports fan, player (or parent I’m sure) you have yet to <em>truly</em> experience the true meaning of pride. Actually, it wasn’t until recently I realized that pride is a lot like a seed. You plant a little piece of it initially…and with some time and some <span class="caps">TLC</span> it begins to grow…and grow…and grow…and grow to the point where it doesn’t even all fit inside the arena on game night. Instead it overflows out into the city and surrounding towns…soon it begins to touch anyone who comes in contact with it.<br />I strongly believe that there is no pride felt that compares to that of a hockey fan’s…<br />Why is that you ask? It’s simple…there is absolutely <strong>no sport</strong> as glorious, graceful and amazing as hockey.<br /><br />Simply thinking about how in <em>one night</em>, three hours actually, one single hockey game transformed the old lack-luster, sports-hating, no direction finding Joanne into the one putting pen to paper right now…it just amazes me.<br /><br /><br />Ever since that day I my life has never been the same…and its not just as simple as saying <em>I became a sports fan.</em> Any hockey lover will attest to the fact that its more than just a sport. Falling in love with hockey has proven that it doesn’t only take over your life, but it takes over your heart. Our players are more than just athletes, our arenas are more than just ice rinks, and our fellow fans are more than just friends.<br /><br /><br />Every time I stop to think about the past ten months, it completely blows me away. I think of how lucky I am to have opened my heart to the greatest sport on earth…and all the joys that have come along with it. I have felt the pride of being a hockey fan, and the thrill of reliving that pride every time I write about the game….but the best part of all (by far) is the people I have met and connections I have made since falling into this community. I cannot even begin to express my thanks to all of the friends I have made. You all have truly shown me that the core values of this sport don’t only exist in it’s players…I have never seen so much compassion, intelligence, heart, character and of course pride…you have all played a huge part in helping me find what it is I have been looking for…<br /><br /><br />Today I was walking through a store and a little notebook caught my eye…and the quote on that notebook really kind of covers it all…<br /><br /><br /><em>“What you are comes to you.” ~ Ralph Waldo Emerson</em><br /></p> Indeed it does…J. Giulianohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00031902510141420636noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8298773252282798872.post-90860875720339626442008-11-13T17:58:00.000-08:002009-04-06T18:06:48.686-07:00What's This About Soup and Who is This Campbell You Speak Of?<p>No. Really. I don’t know who this “Brian Campbell” character is, but what I do know is that the Sharks defensive line is not currently accepting applications.<br /></p> <p>I kid of course…how could any Sharks fan forget Brian “Soupy” Campbell? We had quite the intense little fling and faster than we could say “Mmm Mmm Good…” he was gone. Ah, such is life.<br /><br />I think to compare Brian Campbell and Dan Boyle, you need to see it from a Sharks fan’s perspective…and that’s what I am, so that’s what you’re going to get.<br /><br />This is a tale that has been pushed to the back of many Sharks fans minds, along side the Round Two disappointment and kissing Ron Wilson goodbye…I’m sure many would agree, these three things combined with the acquisition of Dan Boyle, Brad Lukowich and Rob Blake have proven to be the catalysts we needed to propel us into success for the 08-09 season.<br /><br />However, let’s not forget what great contributions these collectively were to our game. The Campbell versus Boyle debate is something that we as Sharks fans still hear and are asked about on a very regular basis…so I guess now is as good a time as any to air it all out, put it on record and have ourselves a nice big helping of cold, leftover soup.<br /><br />Reaching back into the dark corners of my memory, I blast through the flashbacks. The flashbacks of the trade deadline and the flashbacks of the end of last season, and all of the emotions come flooding back. The Emotional Roller Coaster of Playoff Hockey…and how sweet it really, <em>really</em> was…<br /><br /><br />Once upon a time…<br /></p> The Sharks left for a road trip after a disappointing Valentine’s Day loss at home against Edmonton, and little did we know on that miserable, miserable Valentine’s Day that the team that would return two weeks later would be a welcome change to the one that left. The biggest change of all had much to do with Brian Campbell…now, while February 26th brought us (me specifically…yes I’m selfish about this) the heartache of losing Steve Bernier, it also brought the optimistic wonder of a brand new player…a highly touted defenseman named Brian Campbell. A defenseman that we undoubtedly were in need of. Our blue line needed help and supposedly this was the man who was going to do the fixing.<br /><br />Not only did Campbell rekindle the fire in our blue line, but he created great chemistry with the rest of the team and it seemed as though new life was breathed into this team who’s recent record was nothing to shake a hockey stick at…the team began to gel so well that Campbell’s presence on the team resulted in a 20+ game streak without a regulation loss. But wait, I’m getting ahead of myself here…let’s go back and take a look at the climactic game that saw Brian Campbell skate straight into the hearts of San Jose’s fans…the Sharks homecoming game after their road trip…the first chance that we Sharks fans got to watch the new kid on the block live and in person.<br /><br />It would be an understatement to say that the game, and the new addition to the team absolutely blew us away…we didn’t really have an offensive defenseman, and to watch one of Campbell’s caliber and skill playing for <em>our</em> team was truly a trip of epic proportions. The culmination of the night was Campbell’s infamous spin-o-rama goal on Carey Price…it just didn’t get any better.<br /><br /><br /><object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/A8gbZyylCck&hl=en&fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/A8gbZyylCck&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="344" width="425"></embed></object><br /><br /><br />The only thing that has ever even compared to the Tank that night was perhaps Game 7 versus Calgary or Game 5 versus Dallas…but really, when you hear all of HP Pavilion chanting “Sign him!” its hard not to chant along…especially when it <em>seems</em> like all of your problems have been fixed…and your team has been saved…<br /><br />20+ games later…the honeymoon is over.<br />Our beloved “Soupy” takes a penalty in the fourth overtime in game 6 against Dallas…an elimination game.<br /><br />I don’t think any player in the history of televised hockey has been cursed up and down as much as he was at that moment. Maybe we needed someone to point a finger at, but really at this point it became apparent that Campbell just didn’t want to be here anymore. His play started to deteriorate and so did the “magic” that came with his acquisition. The “sign him!” chants were no more…we knew better. He had no intention of signing here, he was simply on a good-weather vacation to California.<br /><br />When Campbell left, pretty much everyone who wasn’t a Sharks fan saw it as a loss…we read it in articles, saw it on tv and heard it from friends. But once again we knew better, something bigger was in the cards…and with the trust we have in Doug Wilson, we knew he wouldn’t let us down…this is his team as much as it is ours, and he clearly wants to win.<br /><br />On Independence Day, Wilson came through with a trade so amazing, I still can’t believe it. With Dan Boyle all but being run out of Tampa Bay, he was left hanging out to dry – and no better time for the Sharks to strengthen our blue line and pick him up…along with his number one man, Brad Lukowich. Two amazing d-men in return for Matt Carle, Ty Wishart (prospect) and two draft picks.<br /><br />When the general public learned of the trade, the excitement just started flowing from everyone…and soon it was “Campbell who?”<br /><br />Everyone, not even just fans of the Sharks, were talking about what a fantastic team we were going to have for this new season, and how Boyle was going to work wonders for our team. I really had no idea…I didn’t follow Tampa Bay, I am still new to the game, I really didn’t have a clue as to what we were getting with these guys. Needless to say, I was and still am, blown away.<br /><br />With four goals, seven assists and a plus-minus of 7 so far for the season, Dan Boyle is proving to be an integral part of our early success…but it’s more than just the numbers. Since he established himself on the team, the blue line has been unstoppable…not to mention the transformation our entire team has made. An incredible amount of shots are coming from the blue line and succeeding…defensemen like Christian Ehrhoff and Marc-Eduard Vlasic have also stepped up their game accordingly and are completely different players from their last season counterparts.<br /><br />To say that Dan Boyle has made an impression on San Jose is an immense understatement…he’s made an impression on the entire league…an impression that will last far beyond 20 games. Between his speed, puck handling and finesse, Dan Boyle is an immensely valuable player to this hockey league…he is the definition of a true defenseman. We know that he wants to be with us, you could hear it in his voice and see it in his smile from the day he got here. Since coming to San Jose he has been able to shine and be appreciated for the energy, charisma, character and heart he brings to the game. The personalities and experience of Boyle, Lukowich and Blake have brought a new life to San Jose…and the proof is in the Gatorade…the numbers speak for themselves, and the chemistry on the Sharks bench is undeniable.<br /><br />The truth here is, you can’t really compare Campbell to Boyle…one was born to wear a Sharks jersey and the other wasn’t.<br /> Plain and simple.J. Giulianohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00031902510141420636noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8298773252282798872.post-9909931073684184892008-11-10T18:08:00.000-08:002009-04-06T18:11:56.427-07:00A Tale of Two Cities, and Two Places Called "Home"<div class="textile"><p>Many of you who already know me, know at least these two things…<br /><br /><strong>One</strong> – That I am a diehard Sharks fan…and,<br /><br /><strong>Two</strong> – That I am not from California.<br /><br /></p> <p>Now while these are two things I embrace about myself (possibly more than anything else) I have to say, the further I find myself sinking into full-on hockey fanhood, I’m recognizing a feeling I haven’t felt before…(in regard to hockey anyway)<br /><br /><strong>Guilt</strong>…yes <em>guilt</em>. This could be my Italian Catholic upbringing talking, but allow me to explain…<br /><br />Twenty-four years of my life, I went about doing my thing…day to day without ever thinking about a puck, a faceoff, a blue line, a blocker or heck, even a hockey player (save that year in high school when I was crushing something fierce on one of the guys on our hockey team…and I attended a couple of games at <em>The Rinx</em>)<br />I mean, I had grown up on Eastern Long Island (way out there) so I definitely <em>knew</em> who the Rangers were…and I definitely <em>knew</em> that the Islanders sucked…but it was all simply because I heard it all from other people. No one in my family has probably even mentioned the word “hockey” or “goalie” in their lives (until recently because I force-feed them now) but I was ok with it, because I didn’t know or understand what I was missing.<br /></p> <p>I was aware of the rivalry. The infamous battle of NY versus Long Island. I witnessed it amongst fellow students growing up, amongst family friends and on tv…but I wasn’t a part of it, and frankly didn’t care.<br /><br />Twenty-four years of not caring ended on January 5th, 2008…and it was then that I realized, all at once, what I had been missing for all of those twenty-four years. But the saddest (or greatest) part of it all, is that I realized it 3,000 miles too late.<br /><br /><em>This is where the guilt rears its ugly head.</em><br /><br />I soon became so engrossed and taken with the Sharks that I started to doubt that my life could ever be without hockey again! <em>How did I carry on for <strong>twenty-four years</strong> without it?!</em> The bug bit me, and I liked it. I liked it very much.<br /><br />Then something happened during the playoffs last season…I watched a Rangers game.<br /><br />And I liked it.<br /><br />I soon started following the Rangers and researching the team and even (to many Long Islanders’ disapproval) rooting for them.<br />Even everyone’s favorite chirping machine, Sean Avery started growing on me…(I know, I know)<br /><br />They say there’s nothing stronger than New York pride, and you better believe I finally started to understand what that meant.<br />I then started looking at the Islanders…which is where the <em>real</em> feelings of guilt come in.<br /><br />Here is this team who, quite frankly to the majority of hockey fans, sucks…but I started looking deeper into their talent, and not only did I really begin to respect this team, but it hit me, this is <em>my hometown team</em>. Is this who I should have been rooting for all these years? And when I watch an Isles game on tv it really tugs at my heart strings to see the Coliseum so empty…should I be sitting there, cheering for these guys? In a way, I felt like a traitor.<br /><br />But then I thought about it…and I still think about it…most people just find it funny that I got into hockey in California of all places, but obviously something bigger has brought me to the Bay Area. (no, I don’t mean an A320<span class="caps"></span>) I couldn’t tell you what that is…because I still don’t know. Would I have ever even given hockey a second thought if I had never left NY? Maybe not. I do know, I probably would never have had the chance to experience all that I have and meet the people I have met and done the things that I have done if I had stayed on Long Island, content with my hockey-less life.<br /><br />So, was I <em>born</em> to be a Sharks fan? It sure feels that way. When I look onto the ice as my guys skate out for the first time each night, in some silly way it feels like family…and when I look around at all the 17,500 familiar faces in the immense crowd surrounding the ice, I <strong>feel like I am <em>home</em>.</strong></p></div>J. Giulianohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00031902510141420636noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8298773252282798872.post-26601734036432793772008-11-07T18:22:00.000-08:002009-04-06T18:24:41.726-07:00The Worcester Chonicles (aka Homer"itis")<p>As someone who loves to write about this game as well as my team, I will be the first one to admit that it’s something that’s a lot easier to do when you have things to complain about. When our teams are doing well (more specifically <em>topping the league in points</em>, ahem) and keeping smiles on our happy faces, we’re conveniently silent, whereas when our boys go about stinking up the place, the rants never seem to end…<br /></p> <p>This is one case where I’m making an exception.<br /></p> <p><em>Cue full blown homerism.</em><br /></p> <p>I know I’m not the only Sharks fan to feel this way but, we’re pretty lucky here in San Jose. No, its not the weather, or the Cali beaches, or the meticulously manicured city that makes me say that. Its more than that…it’s something we all know and you can feel the pride in the air any time you venture near the Tank.<br />What is it that makes us lucky, you ask? Well, allow me to enlighten you.<br /></p> <p>Home sweet home…the Shark Tank is <em>completely amazing.</em> Ask anyone who’s ever been here and they’ll tell you…from the beautiful concourse, to the seating, and even the Blue Jackets (no I don’t mean Columbus) game time never fails to disappoint. The food could be a little better, but hey, who can complain when you’re watching a live hockey game?<br /></p> <p>My Comrades…my partners in crime…the fellow fans…and I don’t just mean the other 17,495 people who sit next to me when the puck drops…_I mean our whole community_. I am sure everyone who’s been to HP or knows a Shark fan could attest to the fact that we are quite the little group. We take as much pride in each other as we do in our team, and are as quick to defend one another as we are our boys…and that’s just how it is. <strong>Don’t mess</strong>.<br /></p> <p>The boys…Team Teal themselves. What can I say that hasn’t been said by every one of their fans, friends, supporters, announcers, staff members, journalists and even each other? It comes down to the fact that every last one of these men represent the core values of the sport…<br /><strong>Character, heart, resiliency, creativity, work ethic, commitment, hunger.</strong><br /></p> <p>Its part of their make up. <em>Its what fuels the pride and dedication of their fans</em>…all of these things are what make us lucky to be called “Sharks fans”.<br /></p> <p>Recently however, I experienced something that many Sharks fans have not had the opportunity to experience. Something that is definitely an extension of everything said above…and it’s something that <em>I feel</em> needs some significant recognition…so I’m gonna give it…<br /></p> <p>I took a trip back East this past Halloween to take in the “spirit o’ the witch trials” in Salem, Massechussetts…in planning this trip I thought it might be fun to go to Worcester to catch a game, you know – <em>when in Rome</em>. Now, in case some of you don’t know, Worcester is the home of the Sharks <span class="caps">AHL</span> Affiliate, the Worcester Sharks.<br /><br />Needless to say I had no idea what to expect…this would be the first hockey game outside of San Jose that I’ve ever attended…and I was going it alone. That’s right, all by my onesie…but regardless…_I was beyond excited._<br /></p> <p>I got my ticket. One solitary ticket…_sigh._ But hey, atleast I got to sit center ice, first row behind the Sharks bench right?<br /></p> <p>When game day came, I went and rented my car…(it was a cute little black Altima that flew up 90 like nobody’s business…) and was on my way…a little nervous to say the least, and I had a one hour trip to get the full on butterflies…<br /></p> <p>I was told by someone “in the know” that everybody’s friendly in Worcester. I guess I just didn’t think much of it.<br /><br /><a href="http://photobucket.com/"><img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v621/BlazinJoJo/P1020648.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://photobucket.com/"><img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v621/BlazinJoJo/P1020649.jpg" /></a></p> <p>Once I stepped inside the <span class="caps">DCU</span> Center, it seemed as though everyone I encountered did all they could to make sure I was happy, and when they found out I came out from San Jose they were beside themselves. Everyone was so accomodating and so incredible it made me feel like I was part of the community. There was an instance where they were afraid they were making a bad impression on me but in fact nothing could be further from the truth…<br /></p> <p>When it was time for the puck to drop I was ready (but unprepared) for just how much these players would blow me away. Now, some of you may be familiar with a couple of their names if you’ve been following the Sharks for the past two weeks…but regardless of what you know, <strong>I’m going to assume you don’t</strong>…and I want you to introduce you to a few guys who you may very well see more of in the upcoming months.<br /><br /><a href="http://photobucket.com/"><img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v621/BlazinJoJo/P1020657.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://photobucket.com/"><img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v621/BlazinJoJo/P1020660.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://photobucket.com/"><img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v621/BlazinJoJo/P1020654.jpg" /></a><br /></p> <p><em><strong>Meet the Worcester Sharks</strong></em>…the lesser known guys who possess the same core values as anyone else in the Sharks organization. Given the veteran roster our <span class="caps">NHL</span> team has, you may not see a lot of these boys but please don’t sell their incredible talent short…<br /><br /></p> <p><strong>Tom Cavanaugh</strong><br /><br /><a href="http://photobucket.com/"><img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v621/BlazinJoJo/cavanaugh-1.jpg" /></a><br /></p> <p>This Center made his <span class="caps">NHL</span> debut on April 4th against the Kings at the end of last season and on his first shift on the ice, recorded his first point as an assist on Joe Thornton’s goal…needless to say, he found a home in fans’ hearts pretty quickly.<br /></p> <p>At the game I attended on 11/1 against the Manchester Monarchs, Cavanaugh tallied an assist on the first goal of the night and got the second goal for Worcester.<br /></p> <p>Its no doubt that his 55 points (19 G, 36 A) from last season is the reason he sees so much ice time…and now with <span class="caps">NHL</span> experience under his belt, he’s even more of a force on Worcester’s roster. When you watch him play you definitely get that he’s the “big man on campus”.<br /><br /></p> <p><strong>Lukas Kaspar</strong><br /><br /><a href="http://photobucket.com/"><img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v621/BlazinJoJo/kaspar.jpg" /></a><br /><br /></p> <p>Made his <span class="caps">NHL</span> debut in the Sharks home opener against the Anaheim Ducks…went on to notch his first <span class="caps">NHL</span> goal against the Kings – which would wind up being the only goal of the night as well as the game winner. Lukas put up the third goal of the game against Manchester and got his first goal of the Worcester season…<br /></p> <p>Anyone who’s seen him play can attest to the fact that Kaspar’s got a lot of natural talent…and the crowd certainly went wild after he scored and he’s one of those guys who doesn’t try to hide their excitement. It is a pleasure to watch him succeed.<br /><br /></p> <p><strong>Jamie McGinn</strong><br /></p> <p>Made his <span class="caps">NHL</span> debut at home in San Jose against Pittsburgh but went on to notch his first <span class="caps">NHL</span> goal against the Red Wings on October 30th. He came up huge again on Election Day versus the Minnesota Wild when he tallied the second goal of the night.<br /></p> <p>In my eyes, Jamie is a perfect fit in San Jose. His style of play is so professional, he looks like he’s been in the <span class="caps">NHL</span> for much longer than three games, and no I’m not just saying that because he’s scored two goals so far…there’s just something there. He also gels so well with the team and matches the intensity of his fellow linemates that I can’t help but jump to my feet any time he skates onto the ice for a shift. He’s got that hunger – McGinn wants the McWin.<br /><br /><br /><a href="http://photobucket.com/"><img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v621/BlazinJoJo/joslinmcginn.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><strong>Derek Joslin</strong><br /></p> <p>This gritty defenseman hasn’t seen any <span class="caps">NHL</span> action yet this season but I know that will soon come to an end. I didn’t get the chance to catch him during training camp but from what I saw throughout our preseason, Joslin will only add depth to our blue line if that’s where McLellan chooses to keep him. Much like McGinn, Joslin has a natural knack for gelling with the team…<br /></p> <p>At the November 1st game versus Manchester, he didn’t register any points but he did catch a tripping penalty which his teammates easily killed. When you watch him on the ice, especially at Worcester, you get a real sense of his strong leadership skills. He always seems to be in the right place at the right time and is a constant support to his linemates.<br /><br /></p> <p><strong>Thomas Greiss</strong><br /><br /><a href="http://photobucket.com/"><img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v621/BlazinJoJo/P10103671-1.jpg" /></a><br /></p> <p>What can I say about Greiss? Is it his Zoolander-esque looks that do it? Or maybe just his German charm? No…while those things are quite true (and irrelevant) what really stands out when you watch Greiss in goal is how much he has learned from Nabby. During warm ups at Saturday’s game, it felt as if I was back here in San Jose while watching Greiss executing drills. While he still has a little ways to go, the lil’ Nabby protege left me amazed with some of the saves he made that night.<br /></p> <p>Until we acquired Brian Boucher last season, Greiss was the main back-up boy. Until that fateful road trip game against the Isles last February when Nabby was injured by a slapshot to the mask, (I believe it was Mike Comrie…this Long Islander is not amused, <span class="caps">MIKE</span>.) Greiss really hadn’t had the opportunity to show his stuff…and even though they wound up losing the contest it was experience for Greiss…experience from which as far as I can tell, he has grown immensely.<br /><br /></p> <p>I can’t even begin to express how much recognition this team deserves…but alas, being “sold short” is the name of the <span class="caps">AHL</span> game it seems…and proving yourself game in and game out is as much of a necessity as lacing up your skates.<br /><br />However I would strongly recommend that if you live or ever visit the Boston area, take the trip to Worcester. You won’t be disappointed. In fact I can guarantee that you’ll have an absolute blast…I know I did…and heck, I was all alone.</p> <p>There are more Sharks that you have yet to be introduced to, in fact I had a much longer list initially…but I figure you can probably only handle one tasty helping of <span class="caps">AHL</span> homerism at a time…so I’ll curb it for now and leave you, my reader, with this…something that happened tonight. Something that solidified what being a hockey fan and a lover of the game is really all about…</p> Tonight I attended the Sharks game versus St. Louis, but what was different about this game was that I decided to invite my best friend Kevin to come along. He is a diehard football fan who has never given hockey a second thought let alone been to a game…he knows what a significant role hockey plays in my life and has expressed interest in having me try to “win him over” by taking him to a game…a way to plead my case if you will. I expected it to be fun, I knew he would have a great time…but I didn’t expect him to <strong>love</strong> every minute of it like he did. He was completely blown away…and watching his amazement reminded me of January 5th…11 months ago now…when that slack-jawed newbie was me. Not having a clue as to what was going on but being completely taken by the game. It was then that I realized that I didn’t have to plead my case…this sport speaks for itself…and it speaks volumes in a single shift.<br /><br />When I asked him if he had a good time, and his response was a speechless ear to ear grin, I knew I had my answer.J. Giulianohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00031902510141420636noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8298773252282798872.post-39373933226328286142008-10-29T18:20:00.000-07:002009-04-06T18:22:11.659-07:00A Little Ditty About Shorties, Newbies and Breaking Things.I will not gloat…I refuse to do so. While a win is very satisfying (very <em>very</em> satisfying) its usually only a goal or two away from a loss…(unless you’re the Flyers, in which case its more like 5 or 6 goals away from a loss) and its always a good idea to remember – for every “up” there is a equally as dramatic “down” that is just <em>waiting</em> in the wings…<br /><br /><strong>That being said</strong>…I think its important to realize here that the Penguins battled their little diving hearts out (sorry I had to) for the Stanley Cup itself only a short 5 months ago…what I want to know is, what happened during those 5 months? Did the team hang out at Chuck E. Cheese instead of going to the gym? Did they follow Hannah Montana on tour instead of attending Training Camp? I do not have the answers to these questions…but I do know, the team that played tonight against the Sharks at HP Pavilion probably would have lost a battle for a <em>Dixie Cup</em>.<br /><br />Now, <em>like I said</em>, I’m not gloating…in fact its quite the opposite – I’m sitting here wondering what the Pens were doing/thinking all night. I was really looking forward to a hard fought, rough and tumble game…instead <em>this is what we got</em>:<br /><br /><strong>Shelley and Goddard doing the waltz…</strong> Well, thats what it looked like anyway. I think Jody was even disappointed with the lack of “fight” that Goddard put up. Maybe that Jody Shelley Halloween video opener really scared him…I don’t know.<br /><br /><strong>Pavs picking up a Shorty</strong>…and no I’m not talking a “ghetto booty girl”…but really, is there anything better…<em>anything</em>, than scoring shorthanded? If you’re asking me (and I think you are) then I’m going to answer that “No!”. There <em>is</em> nothing better than scoring shorthanded (ask Jeff Carter or Patty Marleau)…especially when its your team’s <strong>fifth</strong> of the season so far. And don’t forget – but if you already did, I’m going to say it again – Joe Pavelski is going to have a <em>stellar</em> season. Mark. My. Words. I was really waiting for Milan Michalek to score the big one tonight as he had <em>sooo</em> many chances…but try as he might he just couldn’t do it…let it be said though, Milan was the one who initiated the breakaway on the shorthanded goal. Pavs simply put it away after the rebound…hey – gotta give props where props be needed. Speaking of props…<br /><br /><strong>A Baby Shark Making His <span class="caps">NHL</span> Debut</strong>…well I hate to say “baby” Shark, but regardless, Jamie McGinn was recalled from Worcester and played his very first <span class="caps">NHL</span> game tonight and in my opinion, held his own with the best of them. He stayed on the puck, kept the puck in the offensive zone and wasn’t afraid to get in the corners. There were a few times I thought for sure he was primed for an assist as he did well passing and setting up the puck. But depending upon how long McLellan keeps him around, I definitely see much more coming from McGinn…<em>I for one, cheered every time he stepped onto the ice. Stay tuned for more on that next week.</em><br /><br /><strong>Sharks Break a Record</strong>…ok, so when I said I wouldn’t gloat I meant it…save this one little tidbit…a record was broken tonight…and given the team that it was broken against, I feel quite proud right about now. Tonight we broke a franchise record of least amount of shots on goal <em>allowed</em> in a single game. Final <span class="caps">SOG</span> tally – <strong>Sharks 34, Pens 11</strong>. And now while I know that <span class="caps">SOG</span> is sometimes a misleading statistic, the fact that the Pens only got 11 shots off speaks volumes about both teams on the ice tonight…the Sharks defense system is up and running again…quite the well-oiled machine I might add…and the Pens offensive line (arguably one of the <em>best</em> in the league) is seriously missing something. Yeah, I know all about “players being hurt” but you’ve got to work through it. It can’t be an excuse. Not for the Pens…the Lightning maybe, but not the Pens…but hey, at least the Lightning won right?<br /><br />Also, the Sharks are 13-0-1 at home since Valentines day this past year and 5-0-0 at home, this season so far…an impressive statistic that <em>I believe</em> says a lot about the atmosphere at the Tank.<br /><br /><br />So the gloating wasn’t that bad, was it? There were tons of other things I could be writing here as well…like how JennaTee is a <span class="caps">BAMF</span> to the 33rd degree (yes, I threw that in there for our beloved and grouchy little back up boy) and how I met yet another <em>amazing</em> Connector tonight and how I’ve never heard a crowd boo like the boo’s I heard when Sid cried his little eyes out all the way to the sin bin…<br /><br />But no, I’m not, <em>nor will I ever</em> <strong>gloat</strong>…not my style.<br /><br />Anyway, stay tuned for next week’s <em><span class="caps">AHL</span> <span class="caps">REPORT</span></em> blog, as I will be traveling <strong>all the way</strong> to see our <span class="caps">AHL</span> Affiliate team the Worcester Sharks play the Manchester Monarchs on Saturday the 1st. It will be a blast and I can’t wait (although I’m sure you all can) to introduce you to the boys…<br /><br /><em>I’m sorry, did this blog come off gloat-esque?</em>J. Giulianohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00031902510141420636noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8298773252282798872.post-13021116305662581682008-10-20T18:18:00.000-07:002009-04-06T18:20:02.769-07:00What Happens When The East Coast Boys Come Out West<p>This is going to be a tough one to write about. I had been waiting the entire off season for this game. As of Thursday morning we weren’t even going to be in town for this game which honestly broke my heart. I was <em>supposed</em> to be at Yosemite…enjoying a relaxing weekend of watching my back for bears and dodging annoying tourists. But my luck turned as we found out that the family friends we were supposed to be staying with had an emergency and we were off the hook.<br /><br /><br />But in the end, it worked out (for us anyway) because we got to go to the game. We got tickets in the lower bowl…and I was so psyched to get my butt to the tank. Like I said before, I had been waiting the entire off season for this game. You may ask, <em>Why Teal? Why this game?</em> Let me enlighten you…<br /><br /><br />You see, we all have those teams that we secretly love. I don’t care who you are, what team you support – you’ve got a crush on another team. We <em>all</em> do. <strong>Trust me</strong>.<br /><br /><br />For those of you who do <em>not</em> know, for me that team is the Flyers. Through the playoffs and into the off season I learned a lot about the team and with the help of a few of the Flyers faithful here on Connect I’ve come to realize that they’ve got a lot to offer. I appreciate the talent they possess, as well as the work ethic and character of the guys themselves and they’ve got two amazing goaltenders who the fans absolutely adore…<br /><br /><br />Needless to say I knew it would be a great game to go to…but I noticed something I <em>didn’t</em> expect.<br /><br /><br />I didn’t expect there to be such a presence of Flyers fans…especially not <strong>3,000 miles</strong> away from their team’s home city. But despite the fact that most Sharks fans got their cages rattled every time the Flyers scored (and their fans chirped accordingly) I loved it. It was all in good fun and I could only imagine how good it feels to be a fan of the visiting team when your boys score…pretty good for the ego, eh? Besides, the cheers from the fans in orange sounded like <em>elevator music</em> compared to the explosion in the tank when the Sharks found the net…but like I’ve heard many times before, the Tank is a tough place for other teams to play in…<em>hmmm, I wonder why…</em><br /><br /><br />It was pretty amazing to see Biron and Niittymaki up close and personal, as well as the rest of the boys. I do have to say, Upshall and Richards are <span class="caps">MUCH</span> better in person than in pictures…I’m just sayin.<br /><br /><br /><a href="http://photobucket.com/"><img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v621/BlazinJoJo/P1020513-1.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br />After the Sharks game in Anaheim on Friday night, I was a little apprehensive about how Saturday night’s game would play out. If these “new” Sharks were anything like <em>ye olde</em> Sharks, it didn’t bode well for them. Also, this was our first game against an Eastern Conference team…it certainly would prove to be interesting if nothing else.<br /><br /><br />I guess I just wasn’t prepared for exactly how interesting it would be.<br />When the puck dropped it was like the Flyers were shot out of a cannon. Their speed was incredible and their physical play was unexpected to say the least. They brought so much intensity to San Jose…it was nice to see. Given their current record, you could definitely tell they wanted it. You could see the hunger in every guy wearing a Flyers jersey…fans included.<br /><br />If you didn’t know that the Flyers hadn’t won a game yet, you certainly wouldn’t be able to tell from last night’s performance. They played like a team that had their stuff together. All of their lines really seemed to gel, Danny Briere was on his game again, their forecheck was large and in charge, their penalty kill (unfortunately for us) was great and their goaltending was, well…if you don’t know by now then you better just see your way out of this blog.<br /><br /><br /><a href="http://photobucket.com/"><img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v621/BlazinJoJo/P1020505-1.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br />The energy and intensity could also be seen in the penalties that were taken and the gloves that were dropped. I loved seeing how scrappy both teams were with each other. Being as we generally don’t get to see their beautiful faces that often, it was good to see our boys pound them the first chance we got.<br /><br /><br /><a href="http://photobucket.com/"><img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v621/BlazinJoJo/P1020504-1.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://photobucket.com/"><img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v621/BlazinJoJo/P1020503-1.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://photobucket.com/"><img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v621/BlazinJoJo/P1020496-1.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://photobucket.com/"><img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v621/BlazinJoJo/P1020495-1.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br />As for my boys in teal, <em>what can I say?</em> Our D scored 2 out of 5 goals last night…which is an incredible feat in my opinion. After Braydon Coburn’s goal early in the second, Ehrhoff came up huge with a amazing goal…our first of the night…Ehrhoff has come a long way from last season (thank goodness) and believe me when I say, it is a welcome change for this team. Then Jeff Carter got a shortie on our power play which surprised even Nabby I’m sure. We were down by a two goal deficit…then at the end of the second, a screen was set up and Cheechoo put one up on the scoreboard for us with an <em><strong>amazing</strong></em> tip-in during a power play. Pavelski evened things up in the third and then Setoguchi proved he is really stepping up his game and playing hard with the big boys. He came through for us in the third with a goal so beautiful it should be framed and placed in the Thomas Kincade Archives in Monterey.<br /><br /><em>And do I really need to say anything about Dan Boyle?</em> We were in need of offensive defensemen and he certainly does the job. Not only is he a great addition to our Defense but he and Rob Blake have also improved our entire defensive line, and combined with McLellan pushing for more shots from the blue line – our D is becoming a force to be reckoned with.<br /><br /><br /><a href="http://photobucket.com/"><img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v621/BlazinJoJo/P1020422-1.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br />I <em>do</em> think that defense was a little more concerned with scoring than blocking shots last night. They let too many shots get to Nabby…shots that may have been few and far between but they were powerful…and four of them saw the back of our net.<br /><br /><br /><a href="http://photobucket.com/"><img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v621/BlazinJoJo/P1020502-1.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br />The one thing I keep hearing over and over again is how the Sharks out shot the Flyers 45-17. While to <em>our</em> credit, the Sharks absolutely fantastic taking shots at the net, everyone seems fixated on <em>discrediting</em> the Flyers on their low SOGs…to that let me just say this – at one point in the 2nd period, I looked up at our shots on goal…the Flyers only had nine…but out of those nine, three found the back of the net, so really, what does <em>that</em> say about this team??<br /><br />I think everyone (Sharks fans included) were impressed with how the Flyers played here last night. I don’t think we expected that much speed and intensity..and I know we definitely didn’t expect Niittymaki to be so <em>stellar</em>.<br /><br /><br /><a href="http://photobucket.com/"><img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v621/BlazinJoJo/P1020550-1.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br />While my Sharks were absolutely outstanding on Saturday night, at times I certainly felt that this game easily could have gone the other way. The Flyers played like a winning team…and I think in their hearts they did think that they were that winning team. You Flyers fans have a lot to be proud of with these guys. They have a lot of success waiting for them this season…just as my Sharks do. I think this season is going to show us some unlikely heroes…and I can’t wait to meet them.<br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://photobucket.com/"><img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v621/BlazinJoJo/P1020486-1.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><em>This is the reason I was so distracted during the game…</em></p> <p><br /></p> When we got home last night I asked my husband if it was ok that I loved Marty Biron more than him and he said yes. So I’m good…J. Giulianohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00031902510141420636noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8298773252282798872.post-20460486588213801642008-10-19T18:16:00.000-07:002009-04-06T18:18:22.194-07:00Its Like I've Waited My Whole Life...For This One Night...So this is my “home opener” blog…hopefully it won’t be a <em>homer</em> blog.<br />I wanted to write this a while ago but decided to wait…I wanted to wait because there still were a few teams (and fans) who hadn’t experienced their home opener yet…and quite frankly I like hearing about everyone else’s experiences more than anything.<br /><br />But here it is…<strong>my first home opener.</strong><br /><br />We were lucky. We were one of three teams who hosted their home opener on Thursday October 9th…the first day of regular season hockey on North American soil. So in a way, the 17,496 of us helped ring in the new season, not only for the Sharks but for the entire league.<br /><br />So what better a way to celebrate the night than a pre-game street rally? A little beer for charity, free ice cream and some great hockey…who could ask for anything more?? <em>Really!</em><br /><br /><a href="http://photobucket.com/"><img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v621/BlazinJoJo/P1010698.jpg" /></a><br /><br />Playstation had consoles and TV’s set up, Best Buy was handing out Geek Squad t-shirts, Dave and Busters was giving out free t-shirts and power cards, TOGO’s was passing around vouchers for free sandwiches, Barracuda had a “Puck the Ducks” table set up (best idea yet)<br /><br /><a href="http://photobucket.com/"><img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v621/BlazinJoJo/P1010692.jpg" /></a><br /><br />and there was a dunk tank in which an unlucky volunteer donning a Ducks Jersey sat beside a sign reading “Dunk the Anaheim Ducks”.<br /><a href="http://photobucket.com/"><img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v621/BlazinJoJo/P1010691.jpg" /></a><br /><br />All in all it was a huge party. We left with more free stuff than we’ll ever find use for but it was truly a great time.<br /><br /><a href="http://photobucket.com/"><img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v621/BlazinJoJo/P1010695.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://photobucket.com/"><img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v621/BlazinJoJo/P1010697.jpg" /></a><br />The Home Opener was also a mystery puck night. For those of you who may not know, this is when you purchase a wrapped puck for $20 (which goes to the Sharks Foundation) and then you unwrap it and reveal which player’s autograph you got. We usually always participate…mainly because I really want to buy one of those huge puck display cases and show them off.<br />(If you want to know who’s puck I got, just ask… <img src="http://fans.nhl.com/images/connect/emoticons/wink.png" alt="wink.png" /> )<br /><br />Then we were finally free to roam…we were back home.<br />On the concourse I felt like a little idiot…I had a ridiculously lame spring in my step…the same “spring” that you get when you first fall in love or when you win a million dollars (not like I have <span class="caps">ANY</span> experience with the latter…) but when I looked around, I realized – everyone had that same giddy, happy-go-lucky gleam in their eyes. Coulda been the beer, but either way, <em>we just couldn’t wait.</em><br /><br />This was it, this is our very first game in ink…the first one in the official books. This game would set the tempo for the beginning of our new season…we just <em>had</em> to get it right. Nothing could spoil our spirits…we just knew we weren’t going home disappointed.<br /><br />When the Tank was full, and the lights were dimmed, the crowd went wild…just wild. The volume and energy rivaled a playoff atmosphere…I don’t even think the players could have expected that in their wildest dreams they could be that well loved…but especially in the wake of last season’s dramatic successes and tragic losses, it seems that the connection between this team and their loyal fans has tightened and become much closer than before…if that’s even possible.<br /><br />Then the banner was lowered – <em>Pacific Division Champs</em> … which no doubt brought a tear to the eye of many of the Sharks’ faithful. We may only have three banners in our rafters now, but they are three hard fought, blood-sweat-and-tears stained banners, banners that will only multiply in our seasons to come…<br /><br />We got introduced to our “new” 2008-2009 San Jose Sharks and then the puck dropped…<br /><br /><em>And as far as the game went…</em><br />What I wanna know is, who told Parros to keep it clean? Maybe his momma was sick of nursing his absurd wounds and gave him a serious talkin’ to. Either way, it seemed he did not want to drop the gloves that night…at all. Who knows – his face was probably still sore from his last rendevous at San Jose. The game really started off pretty slow and I wish I could say it was enthralling and spectacular but it was neither…something was being held back…<span class="caps">BIG</span> <span class="caps">TIME</span>. It was like we were skating through three feet of water the entire first period…no exciting fights, or hits, or breakaways…(I think I even dozed off at one point?)<br /><br />But things were to change after the first intermission.<br /><br />It seems that the way we played this first game has dictated the way we have played all others since…we come out swinging in the second and third. It seems to be working. Nabby is wonderfully consistent and our D is D-lightful…its hard to really analyze the play when our coaching staff is still trying out line combinations…all one can really attest to is that the Sharks look great.<br /><br />With every breakaway, every shot, every goal, every power play…the fans just got more and more into it…to the point where Parros taking a penalty brought the entire Tank to its feet and the cheers were deafening. Being a new fan and experiencing a lot of “firsts” I realized what’s so special about the season opener…its a new beginning. A symbol of change, reinvention, learning from your old mistakes…and for the Sharks its picking up where we left off…but stronger, smarter and better than before.<br /><br />On October 9th, I felt something as strong as I felt it on January 5th…the magic of a hockey game. It’s like falling in love all over again. January 5th was my first ever game…the day that changed my world forever. Every day since then I’ve learned more and more about the game, and with every new thing I learn there’s one more reason for me to love it.<br /><br />I look forward to seeing how the next few weeks unfold for our boys in the <span class="caps">NHL</span>…all of them. I personally am looking forward to the Sharks-Flyers game on Saturday…its one of the most highly anticipated games for me this season…<br /><br />Good luck to all!<br /><br /><em>Yeah this pretty much turned out to be a homer blog…</em>J. Giulianohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00031902510141420636noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8298773252282798872.post-46188321188509265922008-10-06T18:14:00.000-07:002009-04-06T18:16:16.993-07:00Don't Act Like I Never Told Ya...<em>“Work it, make it, do it<br /><br />Makes us harder, better, faster, stronger…”</em><br /><br /><br />The Sharks new video opener features Kanye West’s “Stronger” and when I think about it, the song seems pretty appropriate for the beginning of the new season.<br /><br />As I stated in my last blog about what I observed at our preseason games, the Sharks <em>seem</em> to have changed for the better. In fact, looking much stronger than their last season identities…and I think the same thing goes for many other teams this season…coming back harder, better, faster and stronger.<br /><br />Being as we haven’t had the privilege (for the most part) to catch a glimpse of other teams’ preseason games, I simply assumed that all the offseason changes we heard so much about across the <span class="caps">NHL</span> were minor and nothing to shake a hockey stick at. So while I was curious about various teams, it’s hard to make any kind of assessment when you can’t see them play. Needless to say, the games we did attend at HP gave me the opportunity to see the Ducks, Canucks and Coyotes first hand. Two out of three <em>did</em> impress…<em>but</em> we all know, preseason is just preseason – a cheap stand-in (or the dorky, ugly older brother) to the <strong>real</strong> thing. Enough said, there’s no need to whine about the preseason anymore, (I don’t have to name names here…) its just about done…if it were as useless as some think, it wouldn’t exist…if nothing else it brings us fans back together to pump us up for the new season…<em>speaking of which</em>…<br /><br /><br />I was like a kid waiting for Christmas morning on Friday night…I kept waking up, checking the time, and doing the math to see how many hours were left til the puck dropped in Prague. I just <em>couldn’t</em> wait for it…and I know I wasn’t the only one. I mean, we’ve been passing the time just begging the season to hurry up and get here…and now <strong>here it is</strong>…for those of us who have season tickets or partial season tickets, our family and friends will start hating us again as we will be “unavailable so don’t even bother asking” to do anything until June.<br /><br />There’s no looking back now…this is it, we’ve kicked off an eight month party.<br /><br /><br /><strong>Game on.</strong><br /><br />Now, I’m gonna just make a few cheap observations here…I am aware that it’s early and things will change, but they don’t mean much – just calling it like I see it.<br /><br />After watching both games yesterday, I can honestly say, a couple things surprised me. (disclaimer: I’m not exactly happy to admit some of it, trust me)<br /><br /><em>First off – Prague…</em><br /><br />The Rangers…now I know they’ve gone through a lot in the off-season, they’ve got themselves a pretty young team now, but their play seemed a little weak to me. While they played well, I just expected them to play stronger. They just need a little time to gel. Now, I will say, Naslund blew me away. He was stellar. Hopefully this is a sign of things to come for him with the Rangers – what a great addition to the team. Drury, settling into his new role as captain didn’t really make a huge presence on the ice on Saturday, but come Sunday’s game, his eight shots on goal gave me something to smile about…<em>maybe because he’s on my fantasy team?</em><br /><br />Stamkos…all the hype…is he living up to it? <em>So far so good!</em> I expect <strong>big</strong> things from this kid. Its hard to live up to the hype when everyone has made you out to be a <em>huge</em> deal…but he seems to have the skills to back it up. He’s also got a great team behind him. I was completely impressed with Tampa Bay on Saturday. Not only was Stamkos a pleasure to watch, but Lecavalier and St. Louis were dynamic. Not that they weren’t last season, but now that they’ve got the support of a great new team (Stamkos, Malone, Smith, Kolzig), they don’t have to carry it all on their shoulders. The blue line has gotten a shot in the arm (that was a little dramatic of me actually) with help from Matt Carle who I must say, made me proud. He may never have played like that with the Sharks but that was due, in part, to our coaching. It seems Barry Melrose is letting him develop his own style and Matt is running with it – he was the talk of the town during and after Saturday’s game. Mike Smith was also unbelievable in my opinion. He all but stood on his head to protect the net. He threw his 6’4" frame around like nothing and made some incredible saves. This team is a force this season…I seriously wouldn’t underestimate these guys. I know that they’ve got lots of work ahead but I guess it’s safe to say that they’ve made quite the impression on me.<br /><br /><em>On to Stockholm…</em><br /><br />Talk about excitement…this match up did not disappoint! As much as I hate to say it, Sid and Geno still have lots of steam left…sorry guys. Not really sure what I feel about Fleury at this point as he didn’t impress me as much as I thought he would. Our little Penguins are still on the upswing so it seems. With Gonchar out for a few months it must have been <em>somewhat</em> reassuring to see guys like Scuderi stepping it up. They’ve got a lot to do in Gonchar’s absence but I’m sure they will find their legs soon enough on the blue line. I expected a little more from Kris Letang but who knows, it will be very interesting to see how Pittsburgh’s defense improves over the next few weeks. Then when the young talent like Tyler Kennedy comes out in place of someone like Petr Sykora and delivers like he did, the Eastern Conference should be <em>very</em> scared. There’s still an entire season to assess but from they way they started things off, its going to be an entertaining and season for you Pens fans out there. You’ve got a lot to be proud of. (Its gonna take a <strong>lot</strong> more convincing for me to join that group…sorry)<br /><br />Ottawa on the other hand, is on their way to earning me as a fan. Heatley, Alfie and Spezza came up huge…while I definitely think they <em>need</em> to get some of the others guys to the net, the three musketeers certainly came through for Sunday’s game. It was also great to see another line coming through on Vermette’s goal. They matched the Pens intensity on Saturday and gave them a run for their money through to OT. It would be really great to see these guys have a amazing season and I think they will.<br /><br /><em>Looking forward to Thursday</em>…<br />Our “opening day” here in North America…the Sharks and the Ducks, the Leafs and the Wings, the Bruins and the Avs, and the Flames and the Canucks…banners will be raised, fans will scream, free stuff given away, autographed pucks will be bought, beer will be spilled, faces will be painted and smack will be talked! This is what it’s <em>all</em> about. <strong>This is what we have been waiting for.</strong><br /><br />I will leave you with this – (in honor of my girl Juice…)<br /><br />The two Eastern teams that will be playing on Thursday – you better bring it <strong>hard</strong> because <em>you’re coming to the <span class="caps">WILD</span> <span class="caps">WEST</span> baby</em>…and we do things differently out here.J. Giulianohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00031902510141420636noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8298773252282798872.post-87274409321358641742008-09-27T18:13:00.000-07:002009-04-06T18:14:26.237-07:00Preseason PlaygroundYes, that’s right…it’s yet another lowly preseason blog…go ahead, roll your eyes. You can actually just close this window if you’d like (or just your eyes…whatever)…we all know how many people think so highly of preseason action. To many it means nothing…just a means to waste time before the real season begins, but to the select few of us devoted fans…fans who have been waiting with bated breath just to see their renovated teams in action for the first time, it absolutely hits the spot.<br /><br /><br />The preseason is the time to really see how the offseason changes have affected our teams. Its the time to witness the chemistry on the ice, the new players’ talents, and make our own predictions…tonight was my first preseason game as a hockey fan…and it did not disappoint.<br /><br /><br />First of all, before I get into game analysis, I will say – the Tank was buzzin’ last night. It was so fun to see everyone get reacquainted with their old “home away from home”…you could tell how happy we all were just to be there…and smell that “hockey” smell (spilled beer, pretzels, roasted nuts and vomit I’m pretty sure)…There were tons of folks there nice and early, just ecstatic to be walking the concourse again. The feel of the game itself was almost (very mildly) a playoff feel…the energy of the crowd coupled with the impressive and energetic new roster created lots of noise at the Tank. (I’m sure the fact that we were playing a division <em>rival</em> didn’t hurt either)<br /><br /><br />One of my favorite things before the game – the warm-ups – was completely amazing. We were able to settle in directly behind Nabby’s net and caught a great glimpse of Greiss too. The drills were drastically different from last season. Much more formal, more choreographed and deliberate…not that the drills were lax last season, it was just nice to see the change…something that clues me in to how McLellan will be impacting our team.<br /><br /><br />Thornton, Marleau, Grier, Clowe, Murray and Blake were some of the big guys who we didn’t see last night. I am assuming that they might show up for the Canucks game tonight but who knows. Honestly – <em>very honestly</em> – I didn’t miss them…the guys who <em>did</em> play really showed their true colors. If preseason games don’t mean much, they sure as heck didn’t get the memo. The dynamic on the ice was fierce! I was totally blown away by our new talent as well as the rejuvenated talent from last season (mark my words – Pavelski will have a rockstar season…) One word came to mind while watching the ice – synergy.<br />They were grinding it hard out there, gave Perros a run for his money, and kept the puck in the Ducks zone.<br /><br /><br /><em><strong>Campbell who?</strong></em> Oh, yeah that guy that plays for the ‘Hawks right? Yeah, don’t know him. All I do know is that our blue line rocked my socks last night…Rookie hopeful Jason Demers (60) left me speechless as he hustled the blue line from the get-go. He was rewarded with a <em>lot</em> of ice time and did a <strong>fantastic</strong> job with takeaways and puck control. This kid very well should find a way onto this team <span class="caps">IMHO</span>…he was an integral part of keeping Anaheim out of our zone.<br /><br /><br />Speaking of takeaways, it was very, <em>very</em> nice to see the improvement in Christian Ehrhoff. He blew me away. While last season his puck control was crappy at best, he was crisp, clean and smart last night. When Ehrhoff does well, he <em>absolutely kills it</em>. Yet when he trips up, he usually costs us the game…I could definitely tell (knock on wood) the latter version has gone far far away…hopefully never to return again.<br /><br />In keeping with the <span class="caps">HUGE</span> performance of our blue line last night, Dan Boyle was warmly welcomed to San Jose. He left us all in awe by his effortless speed and ability to keep the puck. It was only a matter of time until he found the net, and the Tank just erupted. He loved every minute of it…I don’t know the last time I saw a player smile like that after scoring a goal. This guy could literally skate circles around Campbell…thank you Doug Wilson.<br /><br /><br />While there was definitely a little clumsiness on the ice, (i.e. crashing our own goal tender) all of our new guys really impressed me with their eager spirit and willingness to drop the gloves. It was great, no one got pushed around out there…<br /><br /><br /><em>Speaking of dropping the gloves</em>…Jody Shelley.<br />Ah, Jody…I’ve <em><strong>loved</strong></em> this guy since the day we got him (one of my very favorites actually) – back in January last season. Only thing was, Wilson played him as an enforcer…and that was it. Now while he is <em><strong>great</strong></em> at that, (just ask Perros…wait, maybe you shouldn’t, I think he still might be at his mama’s house recovering) the guy can skate and has no qualms about taking the puck to the net. Last night we saw him hustling hard and skating with the puck <em>way</em> more than we ever did last season, and I really hope this is a sign of things to come for him. I believe he is going to have a great season with us.<br /><br /><br />Our “top line”…Michalek, Pavelski and Cheechoo…couldn’t wait for them to impress me. Where Michalek kind of “fell off” during the post season, he has picked up with intensity and grit…his signature breakaways were heart-stoppers last night! And the real shocker was to see how physical he became during the few scuffles that broke out (nothing compared to that Penalty game in Dallas at the end of last season, where both teams spent more time in the box than on the ice).<br /><br />Pavelski – as I previously stated – will not disappoint this season. He was on fire last night and I believe, will only get better. We are lucky to have him on our side, I’ll just say that. He is a force to be reckoned with and he scores impossible goals…thank you Joe, for our first goal of the night last night.<br /><br />Cheechoo seemed to be there, everywhere, but didn’t really make any headlines. Which doesn’t bother me, we’re all pretty confident in his abilities and skill, but I think more than anything he was there as a leader on the ice last night, much like JR…they weren’t really playmakers so much as they were support for the guys who <em>were</em> making the plays. I think it put the spotlight on the younger players to show us what they are capable of and they definitely pulled through.<br /><br /><br />The goal tending was of course, <em>stellar</em>. When we played in Anaheim on Wednesday, Greiss was in net against Giguere. Not the fairest of match-ups but I’m proud of Greiss none the less. I think you could count the amount of <span class="caps">NHL</span> games he’s started in on one hand but still, I commend him for a great job. Now putting Hiller up against Nabby was quite a different story. Hiller started in what, about a quarter of the games last season? I remember him being quite good actually…but last night he seemed a bit off his game. I’m giving him the benefit of the doubt here only because I <em>know</em> what Anaheim’s goal tending is capable of. Regardless, Nabby gave all of us fans what we wanted when he made a huge save on Corey Perry. The crowd went wild far beyond even a goal celebration! But really – did we <strong>expect</strong> anything less???<br /><br /><br />All in all, to say I was impressed is an understatement. The improvements made during the offseason seem to be working so far…it was great to see McLellan behind the bench. I feel that we are in great hands…and that’s nice. Tonight will be an interesting game against Vancouver. I am anxiously hoping I will get to see Bernier play, as we haven’t see him since he left us for Buffalo on our road trip last February.<br /><br /><br /><em>So for all of you who think there is nothing to write home about when it comes to the preseason, I guess I proved you wrong. This is my longest blog yet…so come on, stop rolling your eyes now…oh wait, you’re not rolling your eyes are you…you’ve slipped into a comatose state by my rambling on and on…and, you’re drooling…</em>J. Giulianohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00031902510141420636noreply@blogger.com0