The Never-Ending Stories
The dreaded offseason always brings a cavalcade of stories that seem to be set on a loop, designed to run from the time the Cup is lifted in June until the puck drops again for preseason.
Granted, some of these do actually have a newsworthy quality to them…for the first few days or so. And naturally hockey minus the actual games leaves a fairly small pool of things to fill those column and blog inches. But at some point you just want to turn off the news feeds and focus on something that is actually new.
Sadly, thanks to the assorted members of the media (and yes, that includes us crazy bloggers), that’s just not possible. Here are some of this year’s stories that could disappear off the Google reader anytime and not be missed…
Long-term contracts
This obviously isn’t just a “this summer” type of thing; contracts stretching out over a decade or more have been the subject of discussion since DiPietro’s fantastically brilliant deal with the Islanders years ago.
But ever since the salary cap came into existence, lengthy deals have been talked about more and more. Not the Ovechkin/Richards/Crosby deals of the world, mind you, but those designed to pay older players more money with minimal cap hit by stretching out until said players are hobbling around in walkers.
So basically we’ve discovered that, in a salary cap system, people are finding and using/abusing loopholes. I’ll alert the media. Oh, wait…
I’m not sure how I feel about these long-term deals crafted to circumnavigate the cap. I know that Luongo probably won’t be playing until he’s 43, and you know that Hossa probably won’t either. But until the league actually closes the loophole to prevent this kind of thing or enforces the rules they’ve got already (aside from looking into who “tampered” with whom), it fails to be a story…at least not a story we need repeated every two days.
Phil Kessel
He’s a former first rounder who saw his stock fall slightly before being drafted by Boston, a kid with great potential but who has yet to prove himself as a superstar, and a restricted free agent who wants upwards of $5 million+ a year during a recession from a cap-strapped team.
The Bruins want him; he wants to stay in Boston. Except the Leafs are interested…no, wait, it’s the Sharks. The Oilers? But oops, the Bruins still want to keep him. Except they can’t afford him. And talks aren’t going well, apparently.
Caught up now, right? Exactly.
I get that it’s been a rough year on the RFA front, with some notable names including Kessel still waiting for a contract with just a few weeks left until camp. Kessel is just one of many who isn’t willing to be realistic given financial times, cap struggles and the likelihood of that cap going down next year. I single him out because…well, frankly I’ve never really liked him.
But how about this concept: reporting on the trade/contract/deportation to Siberia if and when it actually happens instead of wasting my time with another article about how nothing has happened. Just a thought.
Twitter Wars
This is more of a general sports story, thanks to the NHL’s fairly open relationship with all things new media; doesn’t make it any less annoying, though.
Amazingly I am on Twitter, and while I don’t use it to the point of diarizing my every move, I do find it useful at times – particularly when I just want to see how brilliantly funny some people can be with 140 characters. It’s remarkable, really.
Still, even as a tweepette or a twitoid or twhatever I don’t see the need for this new form of media to be the subject of so much other-media attention. It’s fun but kind of stupid, pointless at times and highly useful at others.
It’s a Facebook status without that pesky Facebook part – it’s 140 characters, for crying out loud. It’s not a sign of the apocalypse, nor is it the tool that will change the world of the internet. How athletes, reporters and even fans can be banned from using it is beyond me, but I’m also baffled by Twitters seemingly constant presence in my sports headlines these days.
Oh, and don’t even get me started on how you regulate that sort of thing. Try telling a stadium full of college students to put their phones away…you’d have better luck getting Dany Heatley to play in Edmonton.
Dany Heatley (nice segue, right?)
It’s not the popular stance right now, but I’m going to go ahead and blame this one entirely on the Senators’ organization. If they don’t leak Heatley’s trade request in the first place, none of this happens and we all have to deal with one less obnoxious story.
It’s not hard to see why they did it, of course – if a trade went through,they wanted it known that it was because Heatley wanted out and not because the team didn’t want him. But they unleashed this story that would not die on us at the worst possible time, right when the offseason started and there was nothing else to talk about.
They also attempted to trade him, publicly, to a team that was not on Heatley’s list AND gave him the dumbass contract with the NTC in it that allowed him to make said list in the first place. Not to say Heatley doesn’t share a lot of the blame in the situation itself – he absolutely does, this doesn’t absolve him of that.
But when you’re talking about media coverage reaching a breaking point? The blame falls solely on the Senators.
Versus versus DirectTV
Okay, so it’s a relatively new story and doesn’t really count as an offseason-dominating one per se. Still counts, I think.
Maybe it’s because I’m not a DirecTV subscriber. Maybe it’s because I am secure in my knowledge that Versus isn’t leaving my lineup anytime soon. Maybe it’s because the two parties involved have resorted to using Twitter-based snipes (come on…seriously?). Whatever it is, this story is shaping up to be the most annoying one in the fastest time in a summer chock full of annoying stories.
It’s also a continuation of a bigger battle that seems to be pitting cable and satellite companies against poor, innocent hockey fans. We’re not asking for the kind of coverage football gets, but maybe some semblance of quality, consistency and availability would be nice. So many people don’t even have access to Versus, or if they do, they can’t find it. ESPN dropped the NHL and ran; NBC treats it like a glorified lead-in to horse racing and actually pays guys like Mike Milbury to be an “expert”.
Think of the fuss that would be raised if TNT, carrier of the NBA playoffs, suddenly disappeared. Or what if ESPN was there one day and then *poof* gone the next? Oh…if only wishing made it so.
All the same, it’s another one of those issues that everyone with a computer is weighing in on – and I get it, if you are a DirecTV subscriber and you’ve suddenly lost a good chunk of your hockey programming, you’re probably pretty pissed and rightfully so. But then we get the analysts dissecting the battle and the Twitter arguments being published in columns and the corresponding websites pleading with the good people to take their side and…argh. ENOUGH.
Paul Kelly vs. the NHLPA vs. the League
Another newbie, this one has produced a chain reaction of opinions and new revelations about the inner workings of the players’ union. What’s worse, there is nowhere to turn where this issue is talked about without mentioning another potential lockout.
A threat like that is seemingly always imminent these days; in a post-lockout world we’re not innocent enough to believe that they would never cancel a full season of hockey, and we all know more about the CBA nowadays than we probably ever wanted to.
But hockey is just a few weeks away! I’m in a good mood, I want to enjoy the coming season and savor it and be mentally piecing together the opening night roster – not predicting the end of the NHL and delving into why Paul Kelly was fired. I don’t even want to read the name “Chris Chelios” anymore, and seeing one more thing about the so-called old guard of the NHLPA trying to take over the union and take on the evil empire of the NHL.
The Ongoing Saga of the Coyotes, or Bettman vs. Balsillie III: This Time It’s Personal
It’s a battle for the ages, isn’t it? You can almost hear the announcer now: In this corner, weighing in at about $1.6 billion, the Blackberry Billionaire, Jim Balsillie! And in this corner, at a mighty 4 foot 2 inches of pure mean, Gary “the Commish” Bettman! And in that other corner, CC! Who…couldn’t care less.
The whole thing is just ridiculous. Actually it’s passed ridiculous and gone straight to ludicrous speed, surpassing all logic with a bunch of fancy legal words and “he said, he said” crap. While the fate of a team hangs in the balance, we’re getting play-by-play from inside the courtroom, details about Balsillie and the league’s plan to save Phoenix as a hockey market. Sometimes it feels like there’s so much information that it’s reduced to a series of clicks and a steady stream of desert-tinged white noise.
And what’s troubling is that the people stuck in the middle, besides all of us, are the actual fans of the Coyotes. Every day they’re forced to seenew stories about bad arena deals and money mismanagement splashed across every sports section, jokes made at their expense – from which this corner of the interweb is admittedly not immune – and articles decrying their region as “bad for hockey”. No fanbase should have to go through what they’ve gone through, no matter what. And the rest of us shouldn’t have to be bombarded by it while they do.
The Penguins and the Cup
What, you were expecting something else?
We get it, they won. Now drop it already. Sure, we’re all lovers of hockey and admirers of the Stanley Cup – but there are only so many Penguins fans out there, and the rest of us are just over seeing them parade around with it…and some of us were over it the second that final Game 7 ended.
If people aren’t talking about the above topics, any hockey-related article that does come out seems to be accompanied by a nice, juicy shot of the Cup celebration that I have tried so valiantly to avoid for months. Not like we need another reason to be grateful for the return of hockey – but not having to hear/read anything else about the Penguins and their summer desecrating the most beautiful trophy in sports is tops on that list, too.
Of course, now we’re going to be subjected to a season of the Pens being referred to as “the Champs”…but such is life, I suppose. Come June (April?) that all comes to an end. Mwaha.

