I was out of town, actually coaching ice hockey, so I've been a bit lax in updating the blog.But I am amazed. Not amazed because the Wings are ahead, 2-0, in the Stanley Cup Final series, but because the Penguins haven't scored a goal in two games. Because the Penguins actually look terrified and mystified at the same time. I figured that with Sid The Kid and Gino Malkin the Pens would be able to put lots of pressure on the Wings' defensive style of play. That's not happened.
One thing I've also noticed in the first two games is that the Penguins are really not taking care of the puck. Their forwards are marshmallow soft on the puck, especially in the neutral zone. And against the Wings, this type of soft play is a killer. Because if your players won't battle for the puck, the Wings are going to have it ALL the time. And when you lose it in the neutral zone, as the Penguins did on Brad Stuart's goal, the first goal of Game 2, the Wings will generate counter-attack offense.
And, of course, that's the second thing, puck possession: The Wings have the puck, make plays, then do a great job of getting it back the few times they lose it. Their puck pursuit continues to be special.
And another thing: The Wings play too fast for the Pens. The Wings do have a fast-skating team, but so do Edmonton and Calgary and Ottawa. But what the Wings do consistently better than those teams is "play fast." They move the puck -- tic-tac-toe and tape-to-tape -- better than any team in recent NHL history. It's one-touch passing at its best, and if any defensive player is out of position, well, it can be costly. And the Wings are tougher than most opponents think; when they do lose possession, they are tough and hard on the puck in an instant.
Now, I fully expect the Penguins to win a game in Pittsburgh; they've been too good at home to think otherwise.
But if the Wings win one game in Mellon Arena, this thing is over.
By the way, I've always known it at Pittsburgh Civic Arena and "The Igloo." And I remember when Les Binkley was the Pens' first goalie.
My, my, I am dating myself.

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