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Our long national nightmare has come to an end, and as you would expect, the interwebs have exploded. Sens reaction here, here, here, aaaannnd....here. Others to follow, I'd imagine (Sherry, where the hell are you??)
On the surface, we got screwed. Jonathan Cheechoo turned a mind boggling 53 goal 05-06 season into a fat contract extension and diminishing returns (37, 23 and 12...TWELVE! goals over the next three years) as he flirted with a reputation as an injury prone flash in the pan. And while Michalek is a nice little addition to the second line, settling for a 2 pick rather than a first rounder, makes this one a little questionable. But that's only on the surface. Scratch a little deeper, and I love this trade.
Why? Let us count the ways:
- Cheechoo is signed through 2010-2011. He has two years to prove to the world that he's no fluke. He works best when he has a set up man feeding him the puck (ask Joey Thornton who rode Cheechoo's put aways to an MVP) and while Giggles does many things that make me want to throw him under a train, he's one of, if not the, best set up men in the League. Plus, Cheech (can I call you Cheech? Cooool man...) will go into a corner. So there's that.
- Our days of being a one line team are over. Cheech -- Giggles -- Alfie, Michalek -- Fish -- AK27. I'll take those two lines, thank you very much.
- He's gone. He's really gone! Most important of all...the Doucheldorfectomy has been a success. As much as I was ready to grit my teeth and bear his presence in the lineup, there remained the very real possibility that this season was headed for the shitter from the first puck drop. I could easily envision, as the year wore one and no matter how many times Alfie was trotted out to assure the media hordes that "we're all professionals and we'll do what we have to do to succeed", the boil within the dressing room would only continue growing until it finally burst, covering everyone in the blood and pus of another lost, non-playoff season. Sure, it might be painful, but The Bryan did what he needed to do, namely lance that fucker right now (I'm sure I'll have equally disturbing and tortured metaphors for you in the following days).
Which brings me to the Sharks side of the ledger, and a rather curious reaction, considering Heater's history in both Atlanta and Ottawa (courtesy of Fear the Fin):
The Dany Heatley deal solves a multitude of problems for San Jose, and makes them arguably the most dangerous team in all of hockey. For the first time this offseason, I feel like the Sharks will be better than they were last year.
Yep. You're absolutely correct. Right up to the point when Dany decides that he's not happy anymore. It might come because the coach thought he wasn't working hard enough and called him out, or because he's not wearing the "C", or because the mints left on his hotel pillow are the wrong flavour...but come it will. And then, you're toast.
Take it from me, the slide from Stanley Cup Finals to just barely making the playoffs to no playoffs at all can be a hell of a lot faster than you think. And it's not always a lack of talent that sinks you.
Enjoy your new man-child, San Jose.
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You didn't say this, but do you think Heatley will wear the C this year for the Sharks?