Sitting 13 rows from the glass for a playoff hockey game is an unbelievable experience. When you’re that close to the action, you can feel the electricity, as much as you could feel Raffi Torres’ hit on Marion Hossa. NHL playoff hockey has to be viewed live to completely appreciate how great of a game this is. HD TV’s (as good as they are) don’t do it justice. The speed at which playoff hockey is played is insane, and I was fortunate to be right there on Tuesday night at the UC for game 3.
Besides the loss (and subsequent OT loss in game 4) was the Copperfield like vanishing act the Blackhawks star players are pulling in this series. But as little as Patrick Kane, Jonathan Toews & Viktor Stalberg have been, Patrick Sharp’s no show in this series has been nauseating to watch.
The $29.5 million man has one goal and no assists in the series thus far, and has looked indifferent to the entire scene. Is he playing hurt? I don’t know, but sitting so close on Tuesday gave me a perfect view of just how abysmal “Sharpy” has been in this series.
After Torres decapitated Hossa, the Hawks were looking to finish their checks more, but it was laughable. I understand the Hawks are a finesse team, but their halfhearted attempt to send the Coyotes a message was as miserable as the guy in front of us who couldn’t shut up about how good Andrew Brunette is. And leading the “we don’t really want to hit you, but we have to” crew was Sharp.
“Sharpy” has mastered the pussified check into the boards where he avoids full contact, but can still deliver a glancing blow. I’m not trying to say one of the Hawks highest paid players should be throwing his weight around, but if you’re going to take idiotic tripping penalties and not score goals, can you do something to alter the game?
For whatever reason, Sharp has been a non factor thus far, and it’s put the Hawks on the brink, despite having the more talented team. Why won’t Sharp take on a leadership role knowing his team is struggling to muster offense against the Coyotes? Your guess is as good as anyone’s, but you aren’t expecting Mr. GQ to risk fucking up his face, right?
Johnathan Toews is battling in the corners like a champ, despite just returning from a brain rattling concussion. When the puck is along the boards, is it too much to ask for Sharp to go win a battle and allow the Hawks to get more than one shot every time they enter the Phoenix zone? Apparently it is for one of the 50 most beautiful Chicagoans. And, at least Stalberg and Kane are giving off a vibe that they’re actually competing. Sharp looks like he’s day dreaming about the 20 something whores that parade through The Scout on Saturday nights.
When you sign big money contracts, you’re subjected to criticism and Patrick Sharp has been a ghost in the first four games of this series. But hey, as long as he’s able to keep his face in tact, all is well, right? Pretty boy has been as soft as anyone wearing a Hawks sweater, and it’s been miserable to watch. You know you’re playing like shit when numerous people text and tweet something along the lines of…”Hey, when did the Hawks trade Sharp?” Star players deliver this time of year and “Sharpy” has morphed into a diva that has the look of someone that can’t wait for the season to be over with.