Monday, April 27, 2015

Another run cut short...

I didn't watch Friday's game. I couldn't. For as many games as I watched this season (80+), the pressure of this elimination game was just too much.

While disappointed, I'm not mad. I didn't throw a tantrum. No tears were shed. While the series final didn't show it, the Pens finally gave their fans something to be proud of: a strong finish and a fight until the end. Most would agree that had the Penguins showed up the way they did against the Rangers through the month of March, we would have been in a much better spot. I'm certain that we wouldn't have been fighting for a wild card and we wouldn't have faced the top team in the NHL in round 1. Things could have been different.

But alas, it wasn't their year and I'll wait to see what additions or subtractions they'll make in the off season. We already know that most of the key players aren't moving, and I'm OK with that. While at the end of the regular season I was shouting from the rooftops that the coach needed to go, I'd like to see what he could bring given another year. I have hope.

So until then, I'll switch gears and get ready for a Steelers season with a roster with some big shoes to fill and the promise that the Pens' next season will be here before I know it.

Tuesday, April 14, 2015

2 Days and Counting

Well, we didn't beat the Islanders but we did clinch a playoff spot Saturday night by defeating the Sabres. Nothing like coming down to the wire. And yes, it's certainly not where we hoped to finish in the standings, but it's a fresh start. A start that begins with a rematch against the Rangers, the team that last season made an incredible comeback and shattered our playoff run. A jaw-dropping, "can you believe that just happened?" bad dream. While we didn't fair well against NY during the regular season, this could be different.
I'd like to think of our low ranking as a positive. After all, we've had a lackluster second half of our season, and I'd assume that any team at this point would be excited to face us in the playoffs. Perhaps that can work in our favor, and we'll be the dark horse that hits them when they're least expecting it. Sure, we don't have home ice advantage for ANY possible future series, but that didn't seem to benefit it us, especially when we were swept by Boston two years ago. We were at the top of the world and it was a long, hard fall. Not to mention, my hopes were too high then. As the bottom seed, my expectations are set much lower and I'm not picturing the long-term. I don't have envisions of Sid holding the cup. While of course that is any fan's ultimate fantasy, I'm focused on the more immediate, small steps in the process. First stop: Madison Square Garden to face the President's Trophy victors. It will be hard fought, but isn't that true of anything worthwhile?

Tuesday, April 7, 2015

Under Pressure

It's been over five months since I've sat down to write. Blame it on a new job, or perhaps it's that What's Up, Ya Sieve? says everything better than I ever could, but I finally need to vent to more than just my friends and family.

My husband and father-in-law joke about how seriously I take hockey. They call me "coach" and and "fire" me when things aren't going well. Unfortunately there's been a lot of those comments lately.
In the not too distant past, the Penguins rarely lost two consecutive games, let alone this embarrassment called March and April. I remember an undefeated March 2013, where Mark and I were able to witness three incredible games and where I fell in love with Consol. This year's trip had a much different feel with two big losses.

My team went from battling for first place to now holding onto any hope of clinching a wild card. What. The. Hell.  If we make our way into the playoffs, will we be able to even get through the first round?  Not based on they way we've been playing. We don't shoot, we cause nonsense penalties, and we're generally flat. All of this with some of the best players in the game.

And yes, it's just a game. There's always next season. But when you commit your time and energy and walk away with nothing to show for it, it's heartbreaking and frustrating. I'm not ready to say goodbye to my team just yet.