Quoting: JaredOfLondon
genuinly enjoying this corner you've painted yourself into here. You have zero idea how to show anderson is a playoff performer so you compare him to nylander and then get blown out of the water in half a second so now all you have is some magic beans. Just pull out all the stops hoss, tell me how anderson is a playoff performer and dont hold back! I wanna hear how he's gritty and hits and how you read an interview about a guy on his team talking him up! Give it the beans, I'm sure that you'll totally convince anyone else of this nonsense without any tangible proof, or stats or anything with actual meaning.
But then, you do think ristolainen is good.
Quoting: JaredOfLondon
genuinly enjoying this corner you've painted yourself into here. You have zero idea how to show anderson is a playoff performer so you compare him to nylander and then get blown out of the water in half a second so now all you have is some magic beans. Just pull out all the stops hoss, tell me how anderson is a playoff performer and dont hold back! I wanna hear how he's gritty and hits and how you read an interview about a guy on his team talking him up! Give it the beans, I'm sure that you'll totally convince anyone else of this nonsense without any tangible proof, or stats or anything with actual meaning.
But then, you do think ristolainen is good.
Oh boy, come sit on my lap and watch these magic beans sprout my son, you have a lot to learn. I'll speak metaphorically so as not to give the impression that this is a physical sport played by men for which grittiness is a desirable attribute.
So... the story takes place around a battle between a race of tiny elves (The Leafs) who possess the attributes of being spry and nimble, and who come from a land known as Hobbiton (the defensive zone) , and whose foes dwell in a land we'll call Mordor (the offensive zone) that is inhabited by giants (every team who has dummied the leafs for the last 7 years), with a stretch of land between them known as middle earth (the neutral zone). Their goal is to take the one true ring (the puck) and cast it into the fires of Mordor (fires of Mordor being the opponent's net).
Alright so basically these elve ****ers spend 7 long years try to cast the ring into the fires of Mordor or whatever, but when they get to Mordor these giants are like "We're just going to stand in your way" (collapsing around the net), so the elves start running around them in circles and try to throw the ring past them into the fire and **** but 7 years in a row the giants just stand there basically telling them to **** off somewhere, until they end up stealing the ring from the elves and bringing it back to Hobbiton where the elves have to wait a year before trying again.
The elves are like wtf this is not going super well for us, so the lead elf (Dubas) is like well lets just bring in more elves. So they do, and the same thing happens for 7 years in a row. Those watching from afar (the fans) are so drawn by the power of the ring (they only watch the puck) that they can't see what's stopping them from, Jesus Christ....
So anyway, after 7 long years of pathetic failure one of the elves is like hey, how about we bring some giants in and just push those giants out of the way, and then we can open a pathway for one of our spry little elves to sneak in and throw the ring in the fire, if that makes sense? Now comes the hero of our story, a giant of only 20 years (knies) who fought on behalf of the elves and was able to pull the other giants away from the gates of mordor to allowing one of the elf dudes to sneak in and through the ring in the fire.
So they did it, for the first time in 19 years, 7 years after getting into Mordor. ****ty thing is they have to do it 3 more times and when they go back the second time their giant friend gets choke slammed and they end up getting dummied by the giants again.
Now our story brings us to the present. The elves of old realized their success after bringing in a giant to help them and brought in more giants and finally did the whole thing, also making sure they had giants to block their giants from bringing the ring all the way back to Hobbiton again and making us start all over again. So my suggestion is to bring in a couple "gritty" giants to help the little elf guys do the thing.
The giants usually don't get to be the ones who actually throw the ring in the fire, and because you're so drawn to the ring you don't see their role in this all. So now I have to be like dude, look at that, did you see that? Like, it literally just happened right before your eyes. While you're like nah prove it, I didn't see **** and I know for a fact that oversized ugly MFer didn't throw it in there so there's no proof. Everybody watching is like dude, pay attention. It's been happening for 7 years straight but you're like haha yeah right prove it, those giants are literally just there to be mean to people and don't do ****.
So it's a bit of a tough one because Hockey is a pretty basic sport, but the fantasy land you live in has you refusing to accept reality and ancient hockey wisdom.
And that's basically why guys like Josh Anderson are important and ended up playing critical roles on Stanley cup teams. It's why when the ice gets smaller and the checking gets tighter, he pulls through with an OT winner in the conference final against Vegas, or the OT winner in Tampa's only loss to MTL during the Stanley cup final. Or why Nick Paul was the hero against the Leafs. The year before.
Usually pretty easy to recognize for anyone who's paying attention, but difficult to explain to people who disregard the significance of critical moments. It's like trying to explain colour to someone who's colour blind; most people can see it plain as day, but it's impossible to explain to someone who can't. For those people we have to tally everything afterwards to explain how things went. Then they get to pretend they understand it just like everyone else, and we give them a little pat on the head to make them feel included.
Listen to those wise old man who tell you this team needs to add grit and physicality, for it's not them who live in delusion!
Fare thee well my child. Somethings you can not know until they smack you in the face year, after year, after year...
Try to take the time to learn though, please. This was fun!