For the record, the team’s record this year—not that I’m a serious fan—has been abysmal, ranking near dead last in the NHL.
Still, recently I had a chance to get a ticket for last night’s game versus the Hawks’ storied rival, the Detroit Red Wings, whom I fully expected to take a buzzsaw to the team’s fragile (and season-best, yikes) three-game win streak. But little did I know I’d catch the Hawks’ best performance all-season, featuring 58 saves by goalie Nikolai Khabibulin, who carried the team to a 2-2 tie in regulation, ending in a terrific shoot-out in which the home team prevailed.
I couldn’t believe it; it was almost enough to indoctrinate me as a full-fledged Hawks fan.
This was my first Hawks home game since 1998 for a reason, as ticket prices are insanely high, especially for a franchise whose owner refuses to air home games on local TV for fear that fans won’t come to games.
Well, Mr. Wurtz, having a sucky product on the ice tends to do that just fine. How’s that for a self-fulfilling prophecy?
But win or lose, if one is to see a Hawks game, there’s no better opponent than an Original Six team like Detroit, or perhaps St. Louis as an alternative. So despite the Hawks being outshot by the Wings 58-19 (that is not a misprint), I was hardly disappointed with the game.
The stadium’s atmosphere was terrific; plus, there’s no beating the energy of the National Anthem at the
So long, blokes. See you in October.
PS: This is just me thinking, but perhaps the Hawks winning last night had something to do with me scoring a smooth, authentic Khabibulin jersey at Hawkquarters before the game?
Never underestimate the power of karmic commerce.