They’re ready to fry him. Center Elias Pettersson of the Canucks, if he was actually listening, would be hearing it already from the local media and certain fans.
That’s right, two games in. Always a fair and equitable measuring tape with a new coach, new lines, and renewed expectations.
Anyone who’s followed the game for any length of time knows that the first two weeks of the season, sometimes three, are rarely indicative of the reality that sets in in November. Scores are out of whack, teams that shouldn’t be winning certain match-ups are winning them, and some players come out of the blocks like gangbusters, only to cool off a fortnight later.
But it’s Vancouver. Substance and logic in reporting barely exists; it’s more about keeping up this fallacy about it being “a tough place to play”. It’s no tougher than anywhere else, it’s just the media feels it needs to prop up that image. It’s their source of self-esteem. Their identity. Important when you lack talent and any real knowledge of the guts of the sport. (There are a couple of exceptions)
So let’s bitch about Elias Pettersson after 120 minutes. Could he be headed into the abyss; another season of personal underachievement and disappointment. It’s possible, sure, but let’s give him until November 1st before we start the bitching.
There are so many more stories and angles with this very intriguing Canucks club and the Western Conference that don’t involve math equations. It takes effort and creativity. Let’s avoid reverting to the default whine after just two games. Or even after Monday afternoon’s tilt against the St. Louis Blues.
An even better scenario; listening to myopic dolts slamming on the breaks after “Petey” has a two or three point night. That’s always fun.
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