Welcome To Nowhere…Turn Left For Stanleyville, Right For Yelnatston, But You Can’t Stay Here
So, here we sit, at the quarter mark, neither fish nor fowl.
The Sens aren’t a Stanley Cup contender, nor a Puc Yelnats contender.
We aren’t bad, but we aren”t good, either.
But are we, as a fanbase, happy, sad, or, like the team, somewhere in the middle, neither happy nor sad?
I find myself in the middle, for what it’s worth. I find it difficult to believe that this team is really close to post season contention, especially when you consider how it has fared against the better teams in the league, but I worry it may be too good to pull off a top 5 pick at this years draft.
The team may find itself uncomfortably lost in that no mans land of “mid-round”, the wasteland of stalled rebuilds, or, worse, almost good enough, we just need a few more (UFA) pieces.
I’m a big believer in being good at something, whether it’s being good, or bad. But being bad at anything, is always bad.
In the NHL, being good at being good=good.
Being good at being bad=good
Being bad at being bad, or good=bad.
I worry the Sens are being bad at being bad.
While mired in the traction-less muck of no-mans land, should we hope for wins, or for losses?
Should we play the rookies for the experience, and the loss, or run with the vets, in hopes of a win?
I wish I knew.
I know I sleep better after a win, than a loss, but the nagging feeling that the team is chasing its tail just won’t go away…or, may be it doesn’t really matter. Maybe this team is close. Maybe this team already has the pieces to take the next step (Petersson, Rundblad, Filatov, Hoffman, DaCosta, Stone, Lehner, Silfverburg, Zibanejad, Regin, Wiercioch, Gryba) and winning, or losing, really don’t matter, yet.
I just don’t know.