Sharks Whiffing on Football Like Charlie Brown
By Editorial Staff
Right now, the San Jose Sharks have nothing on Charlie Brown.
I suppose the good news is that the San Jose Sharks are getting into the American holiday spirit, and considering that Canadian Thanksgiving was over a month ago, the team should be lauded for the extra effort. Unfortunately, their largesse is not helping them in the standings, and I’d rather they just make some trace-your-hand turkeys and construction paper pilgrim hats at this point.
Hopes were sure high last Saturday at HP Pavilion as San Jose took to the ice, and then those hopes were summarily dashed for the Faithful as the Sharks fell flat for their third straight defeat. Instead of resembling their usual Shark Tank fueled maelstrom selves, the Sharks resembled everybody’s favorite massively domed, hard luck, holiday cartoon protagonist. The one who has one shirt, three threads of hair on his head and counts amongst his confidants folks like Snoopy, Linus, Pigpen, Peppermint Patty as well as her slightly creepy submissive, Marcie.
Essentially, the Sharks lined up for yet another kick at the football, and shockingly, their latest opponent yanked the ball out from them at the last second, leaving our lovable Fish flopping around on their collective backs.
As San Jose was tumbling end over end through the air after their latest whiff, one can only wonder if they are as shocked by their current state as Charlie Brown must have been by Lucy’s recurring antipathy towards him. If they
were, they definitely shouldn’t be.
Bad news is that their next game is not going to get any easier.
After being gashed by a beastly Rick Nash for a hat trick in a 3-0 loss Saturday night, the San Jose Sharks now have to get healthy versus last year’s Stanley Cup Champions. Sweet. If there is a silver lining, it’s that the Chicago Blackhawks have given their own rabid fan base severe stomach cramps with their very own brand of inconsistent play from unfulfilled talent. In the Hawks last two games, they surrendered seven goals versus Calgary in a loss, only to rebound and throttle the Vancouver Canucks the very next night with seven goals of their own.
This disheartening ability for Chicago to look like a minor league squad one game, followed by looking like the latter day incarnation of the 1987 Edmonton Oilers the next, has to be sounding vaguely familiar to a few people at this point.
The Blackhawks will bring their usual formidable firepower of Patrick Kane, Jonathan Toews, Marian Hossa and goals leader Patrick Sharp to the Tank Wednesday. These four players have helped Chicago lay claim to the title of 4th highest goal scoring team in the NHL. That said, they also like to let a few goals in from time to time, and there is nothing about their goalie tandem of Corey Crawford and Marty Turco that is especially intimidating.
As for the quality of this upcoming tilt, who knows which teams might show up. It might wind up an actual, exciting clash of the titans, or might turn into a one-sided laugher. I just don’t see a middle ground with these teams right now. Really, the only consistent attribute that resides with each of these teams is their respective abilities to annoyingly shake the confidence of even their most fervent fans.
All I do know is that somebody gets to play Lucy and somebody gets to play Charlie Brown come Wednesday, and the Sharks need another whiffed field goal try like a hole in the head right now.
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