Just saw a great clip of the scrum at the end of the Wings-Pens game tonight:
You of course will note the frustrated Crosby cross-checking the hell out of Zetterberg, presumably because Zetterberg was doing what he always does: suffocate his opponents. The fact that he got Crosby to that level of frustration and scored 2 goals, 1 assist, just brought me to newly-found admiration for Z.
And then Jimmy Howard goes and straight-up mugs Crosby from behind. I'm already smitten with the guy because he's on my fantasy team, but he, like Z, had been shutting Crosby down all night and now this.
It's feelings like this that make me realize that, perhaps, I don't hate the Red Wings as much as I used to ("used to" being last year). Somehow, they being a team fighting to get in the playoffs makes them more endearing.
For the record, I still don't like Todd Bertuzzi, Mike Babcock, or Tomas Holmstrom, but Rome wasn't built in a day.
My iciness is melting...Mr. Gorbachev...
P.S. And no, this does not make me a Reagan fan.