17 May, 2008

Category Archives: Front Office

The Cost of Becoming Competitive

NHLnumbers.com is an invaluable resource for monitoring the allotments of millions of dollars to NHL players, and judging your team’s standing in relation to the NHL’s salary cap. It also allows you to play armchair GM a bit during the offseason, and fantasy-negotiate with your team’s restricted and unrestricted free agents. The salaries and contract duration for every NHL player — as well as those on two-way deals –are delineated there. The numbers there aren’t iron-clad accurate, but the accounting of them is sourced from multiple, reliable venues, including the NHLPA, and they ought to be I think accorded credibility while also afforded latitude for the at times complex financial arrangements teams have with individual player contracts.

Long before the Caps were crowned Southeast division champions last month team management knew that its player costs for 2008-09 would be appreciably higher. Even with Olie Kolzig’s departure the January contract extension for Alexander Ovechkin and the performance of restricted free-agent-to-be Mike Green assured that. And, obviously, Kolzig must be replaced.

To appreciate, though, just how significant a hike in payroll the team will endure, I calculated only the on-the-books-for-next season contract commitments. Those numbers confirm that the rebuild is over.

Keep in mind that the Caps will have counting against their cap hit a healthy number of players who may not play for them next season. Chris Bourque, for instance, may or may not make the club, but he will earn $525,000 from the team. Ben Clymer almost assuredly will not play for the club, but he will earn $1.1 million next season.

(In 2007, the Caps had a buyout with Nolan Yonkman that counted for $75,000 against the cap. They paid Frederic Cassivi $40,000. That’s pretty much peanuts when you’re talking tens of millions of dollars in a cap, but it’s illustrative of how a payroll balance sheet in the NHL has more on it than just the 20-odd sweaters skating on the sheet below you on a given regular season night.)

The Caps spent about $11 million on defensemen last season — and one million of that went to Clymer. They spent just a hair under $7 million in net. The bulk of that obviously went to Kolzig. Goaltending won’t necessarily be cheaper next season as in addition to resigning Huet or another no.1 at a premium price, both Simeon Varlamov and Michal Nuevirth will move into pro careers with the organization.

And the team spent just about $23 million on forwards in 2007-08.

Deadline acquisitions such as Huet and Sergei Fedorov are prorated against the cap, which is particularly helpful in a case such as Fedorov’s, as Columbus picked up the lion’s share of his $6-million-plus salary last season.

According the NHLnumbers, the Caps by early spring 2008 were on the hook for just under $42 million in salaries and bonuses counted against the cap — whereas at season’s start, when the team was closer to $39 million in payroll, it had about $12 million of cap room to spare. One of the reasons George McPhee was able to be so aggressive at the February trade deadline was the cap space he had this past season. Look for him to have a lot less of that in 2008-09.

Recall that when hockey returned post-lockout in 2005-06, the salary caps was at $39 million. In 2006-07, it jumped up to $44 million. This past season it stood at $50.3 million. The salary cap was envisioned as a system of cost controls for the owners, but in three short years it sure has risen fast, hasn’t it? Draw your own conclusions, but recall how the resolution of the 2004-05 labor impasse was characterized — with the owners having the players over a proverbial barrel. I’m not sure it’s quite worked out that way.

We won’t know for some months still what the salary cap will be for 2008-09, but educated guesses peg it in the mid-fifties-million range.

Player ‘07 - ‘08 Salary Cap Hit ‘08 - ‘09 Salary
Alexander Ovechkin $3,830,000 9,000,000
Alexander Semin $1,300,000 4,200,000
Mike Green $833,000 Brinks truck
Cristobal Huet $630,000 Brinks truck
Chris Clark $1,050,000 $2,750,000
Nicklas Backstrom $2,400,000 $2,700,000

Accounting for just those players’ salaries on the team’s books for 2008-09, NHLnumbers has the Caps committed to forty one and a half million dollars for next season. Alexander Ovechkin’s salary accounts nearly a quarter of that. Moreover, consider that the ranks of the unsigned for next season include a no.1 netminder; Mike Green; Sergei Fedorov; Brooks Laich; Matt Cooke; Matt Bradley; Shaone Morrisonn; Steve Eminger; Boyd Gordon; Eric Fehr; and Quintin Laing.

Oh, and Karl Alzner.

Now Brian Pothier’s $2.5 million is included in that $41 million-plus figure, and his future is quite uncertain. But even if the Caps were to gain cap relief for Pothier, the signing of just Green, Alzner and a goalie, you have to figure, is going to push the payroll fairly close to $50 million. Conceiveably, that might leave the Caps with less than $5 or $6 million of cap space to sign seven or eight name bodies familiar to Caps’ fans. And of course, no NHL team wants to be pressed hard against the cap.

To state the obvious, it will be George McPhee’s most challenging offseason in terms of player contract negotiations and cap management.

Boudreau Deux?

Waiting for Godot? No, Searching for Boudreau . . . or rather, the next Bruce Boudreau, a.k.a. the next AHL coach or coaches ready to make the leap into the big leagues. In Saturday’s Globe and Mail, James Mirtle highlights a few of the leading candidates and points out that “some prominent voices in the hockey world suggest a long-time minor-league bench boss might be the way to go.”

A Capital Day in the District

Approaching the John A. Wilson building on a sunny Tuesday morning, I reflected on the once-unlikely event about to occur. Official recognition by the Washington D.C. of its hockey team would have been unthinkable not too long ago. The way the Capitals started this season, positive recognition seemed a far-off mirage. But as the team fought back into contention, it won the hearts of Washingtonians along the way, including several on the District of Columbia City Council.

The Wilson, home of the City Council and adjacent to the more modern but blander Ronald Reagan Building, has quite a history of its own — changing ownership, money issues, resident/tenant turnover — not unlike the Capitals’ past in some respects. But the Wilson, like the Capitals, is now a well-established and stable part of Washington. The building is a fairly impressive sight to behold, both outside and in, including an elaborate stucco ceiling in the council chamber and art sprinkled throughout the hallways.

Shaone Morrisonn, Ted Leonsis, & Jack Evans (photo: Mike Rucki)
Shaone Morrisonn, Ted Leonsis, & Jack Evans (photo: Mike Rucki)
Around 10:00 a.m. Ted Leonsis entered the chamber, accompanied by Washington Capitals defensive stalwart Shaone Morrisonn. They greeted several councilmembers and other guests, including a wheelchair-bound youth and DC Fire Chief Dennis Ruben.

Apropos the District, the meeting started about 30 minutes late. With still images of Capitals players in action on the screens behind the council, the session began with some bureaucratic shuffling and a roll call (all but Marion Barry were present; his name plate is likely closer to hockey in this photo than he will ever be).

A bit after 10:30 a.m. Councilmember Jack Evans (of Ward 2, which includes the Verizon Center) introduced Leonsis and Morrisonn. Evans’ ward includes the Verizon Center, and he emphasized how the excitement of the Capitals’ run “energized our city in a way that I haven’t seen since the Redskins won the Super bowl . . . it’s been a long time.” He also

Jack Evans (left) & Shaone Morrisonn (photo: Mike Rucki)
Jack Evans (left) & Shaone Morrisonn (photo: Mike Rucki)
highlighted the courageous play of Morrisonn, who had a separated shoulder and a broken jaw during the playoffs. Morrisonn still had his jaw wired this day as he continues his recovery.”

The best part of the resolution: “WHEREAS, The Washington Capitals Rocked the Red in the ‘Phone Booth’, displaying tremendous skill, spirit, and athletic achievement on the ice.” Yes, the phrase Rocked the Red (and “Phone Booth”) are now in the official record.

Leonsis took to the podium, thanked the council, and jokingly pointed out a dozen or so red-clad Unite Here affordable housing proponents as evidence of “rocking the red” in the council chambers. “A dozen years ago,” said Leonsis, “Washington didn’t have a professional sports team.” Now five professional teams play within the District’s borders—the Capitals, Wizards, Nationals, DC United, and Mystics—evidence of a renaissance in the city of Washington as a sports destination.

Morrisonn presented Evans with an autographed Capitals sweater, which Evans accepted with a smile as a brief highlights video started in the background.

So yes: It was a photo op moment. But Councilmembers Evans and Council Chair Vincent Gray were genuinely enthusiastic in their praise of the Capitals—and as any long-time Capitals supporter knows, such public and genuine appreciation is a far cry from not so long ago, and a heartening sign of hockey’s improving stature in the nation’s capital.

Click here for video from the event, or here for for the full text of the council resolution.

Farewell to Our All-Time-Best Netminder

It seems reasonable to posit that Olie Kolzig’s play as a middle-thirtysomething netminder during the first two seasons after the lockout was distinctly solid. Not spectacular, clearly, but quite solid. He didn’t have the most formidable blueline corps in front of him, which to some extent his numbers reflected, but few in the sport would have pointed to those seasons and suggested that Olie Kolzig was no longer a no. 1 netminder in the NHL.

Heading into 2007-08, we knew that Kolzig the gracefully aging elder statesman was a superbly conditioned and distinctly dedicated professional athlete. He spoke very openly about the adjustments he was incorporating in the twilight of his career to ready himself for a new and long season and its rigors. This was an explicit acknowledgment that he was feeling the effects of Father Time. Still, he appeared to be aging a bit like wine. During training camp he spoke of playing another two or three seasons after ‘07-08, under a new contract, hopefully with Washington.

Last fall, the present and the forecasted future for Olie Kolzig seemed promising, without a scintilla of wishful thinking attached to it.

The difficulty, the angst, as it’s settled in among Kolzig’s legion of loyal fans here this spring derives singularly from what settled in upon Kolzig’s game this past season. Most glaringly, October through January: really bad numbers. Now Olie Kolzig, save his Vezina season and his spectacular run through the postseason in 1998, has never really been about stellar numbers. But this season’s were unprecedented in their wretchedness. At one point deep into the season the statistical Olie Kolzig didn’t rank among the league’s top 40 netminders. George McPhee wouldn’t have dealt for a no. 1 netminder bearing looming unrestricted free agency unless he believed he needed an upgrade — immediately — in net. The acquisition of Cristobal Huet proved to be one of the GM’s most impressive personnel moves in his 10-year run in Washington.

No one would reasonably have suggested that with Kolzig in net instead of Huet the Caps would have won 11 of their last 12 regular season games and stolen a Southeast title away from Carolina. The lone loss during that run was with Kolzig in net.

Moreover, there was something peculiar and unnerving about Kolzig’s very public rebuke of Bruce Boudreau to the Washington Post’s Mike Wise at a time when the team was really gelling and making early rumblings of transforming its season. He intimated that the locker room had become a home for Hershey Bears, and that he was a bit out of place in it. He very explicitly called into question the head coach’s faculties in handling goaltenders. The bellyaching seemed out of character. It seemed distracting. Knowing what we know about Kolzig and the franchise deep in the spring of 2008, one wonders if that wasn’t the breach from which there was no repair.

Which brings us to early this offseason when every apparent indicator suggests that Olie Kolzig has played his last game in a Capitals’ sweater. The situation strikes many of the team’s fans as outlandish, as cruel and cold-hearted to the core on the part of management. These fans are reacting as fans should. Caps’ management, however, is acting precisely as it should.

The fans, understandably, want the franchise’s all-time best netminder to enjoy the promising harvest from a rough rebuild. Kolzig having guided the team to its only appearance in the Stanley Cup finals, this thinking goes, it’s only cosmically just that he’d lead them into postseasons ahead, when the Caps would enjoy roles as favorites rather than long-shots and underdogs. He’s been through so much this sorry decade, his sympathizers sigh. And it’s true. But fairness and cosmic justice and Hollywood endings aren’t the domain of the National Hockey League.

This is about business. The business of winning hockey games. And the cold hard reality is that in this Olie Kolzig NHL offseason the skill set he has to offer is at odds with the present composition and ambition of the only NHL hockey organization he’s ever served. Gordie Howe shouldn’t have left Detroit, ever, but this isn’t a mythical, age-resistant athlete we’re talking about. Olie Kolzig, somewhat sadly, but also somewhat predictably and certainly rather naturally, is aging away from the Capitals’ ascension.

He may well find gainful if non-no.1 netminder employment elsewhere in the NHL this offseason. And as with Peter Bondra, Dale Hunter, and Calle Johansson before him, if that comes to pass it will be jarring and painful to see him compete in a sweater not the Capitals’. Against the Capitals. The man who stood so tall when all around him hockey was so small here actually working to defeat the Caps? I could almost feel an opposing force emanating from the keyboard as I typed the thought.

But by April 5, when Cristobal Huet backstopped the Caps into storyline-of-the-year contention, the business writing was bright on the arena wall. No longer losers, with losers’ payrolls, the winning Caps now need to pay up for services very well rendered. (Think Mike Green.) The team needs not Olie Kolzig so much as his $5.45 million per.

Kolzig and his agent, to judge by their public pronouncements, believe that #37 is worthy of no.1 dough and no. 1 minutes, somewhere. The Caps can’t deliver either to him. It’s really that simple. There is also the matter of their having a capable backup netminder under contract at a budget-friendly rate for ‘08-’09. And Brent Johnson’s contract will expire right about the time it would appear probable that one of a stable of young, highly skilled, recently drafted netminders is ready to ascend to an apprenticeship behind Cristobal Huet or someone like him.

It’s business — the business of pro hockey. Uncomfortable at times to be sure, but never sidelined for sentimentality.

Enough about business, though. Olie Kolzig deserves his night of honor, he deserves to have his sweater retired, when the timing is right, and the wager here is that it’ll happen. Kolzig with his commitment to his club and his leadership in his hockey community came to embody what fans cherish most about pro athletes: he was the rare superior performer and role model. His fans deserve a night to shower him with a decade’s-plus worth of admiration. But until that night, gone now seemingly forever is Verizon Center’s chant of “Olie, Olie, Olie.” The place won’t quite be the same.

Hall of Fame netminder Eddie Giacomin played 10 seasons for the Rangers before being dealt to Detroit. He famously discussed his return to Madison Square Garden to face New York as a Red Wing, where Rags’ fans stood and thundered down — drowning out the national anthem — chants of “Eddie, Eddie, Eddie” while Giacomin stood in his new crease with tears streaming down his cheeks.

“The New York crest is embedded in Eddie Giacomin’s heart,” he said of that night and New York’s impact on his hockey career.

Giacomin never won a Stanley Cup. He also never forgot where was his home in hockey.

Let it be said — God willing one day soon — that this player, his organization, and his fans realized that Olie Kolzig is Washington’s Eddie Giacomin.

Washington Capitals Week

Per the press release from the Washington Capitals:

Washington Capitals chairman and majority owner Ted Leonsis will receive a ceremonial resolution from the D.C. City Council on May 6. Councilmember Jack Evans will present Leonsis and the Capitals with the resolution during the council legislative meeting, which is scheduled to being at 10 a.m. in the Wilson Building on Pennsylvania Avenue.

The resolution, which will be signed by the entire council, congratulates Leonsis and the Washington Capitals on a terrific regular season and return to the Stanley Cup playoffs. It also declares that the week of May 5, 2008, is “Washington Capitals Week” in celebration of the team’s winning season.

City Council hearings are televised live on District Cable Channel 13 and on the Internet at www.dccouncil.us.

Hardware Hopes and World-Class Hockey Help Alleviate Some Local Heartache

Last week, in the throes of a sudden and sour end to the season, it was somewhat difficult to delineate just how successful a season the Capitals and their fans had enjoyed, wasn’t it? Lip service to a terrific run could be mouthed, but there was a pervasive sense that something quite magical had prematurely expired. But this week, virtually day by day, the formal acknowledgments of a transformative season began rolling in, affording more than a wee bit of perspective.

The beginning of the week brought word of Nicklas Backstrom’s designation as Calder finalist. By mid-week we received word of Alexander Ovechkin’s finalist status for the Hart. And near week’s end came the good word for Gabby — a finalist for the Jack Adams. None were surprise announcements, but their formal delivery captures the attention of the hockey world, and this spring — one quite unlike any other for the Caps as far as hardware nominations go — the NHL has helped create an echo chamber for the remarkable story that was, up until this week, rather parochial to Washington.

It wasn’t so much that Western Canada or the Maritimes or Minneapolis-St. Paul intermittently followed Alexander Ovechkin’s historical season; it was that we in Washington necessarily held the larger and more appreciative context for the Ovechkin-led rebirth of a franchise forming fast within frenzied-Red Verizon Center. This week, with the NHL’s press releases fairly screaming that something spectacular happened in HockeyWashington in 2007-08, room on the big story stage has been created for years to come for the Caps.

It’s really remarkable.

And this is much, much different from what we saw both Carolina and Tampa Bay acquire with their respective Stanley Cup victories. Neither team — Tampa especially — was constructed for a lengthy run with success. This May, there is, I venture to say, a pervasive acknowledgment in hockey that the Caps won’t be fun to play against for quite a while.

Really, you have to go back I think all the way to the dynastic Oilers of the early ’80s to find a parallel for a team that has accumulated so many world-class skilled parts so early in their NHL careers (and with more reinforcements fast arriving) and have guiding them an ascendant maestro — with all of them pursuing glory’s journey together for quite some time. Even Mario’s two-Cup Pens of the early ’90s were a more thorough blend of young and veteran. (To me, Tom Barrasso was a Sabre, Bryan Trottier an Islander.) It matters not how skilled a draft eye Lou Lamoriello possessed in New Jersey last decade and much of this — the product he peddaled as Cup winners was antithetical to marketing hockey.

Washington, however, attracts admirers in other NHL markets for precisely the style of hockey it plays. We saw this most individually on this blog this spring, as scores of fans of other teams stopped by to sing this team’s praises and profess a new-found allegiance to the Caps as an adopted team.

Another novel form of admiration arrived this week from Mother Russia: from Team Russia with love for the Russian Capitals, who in the 2008 World Championships have formed the entirety of that team’s first line. It’s as if international hockey wants to pay tribute to what Washington accomplished — and possesses — with such a lineup. And as luck would have it, the Worlds this year are being contested in North America, in time-zone friendly fashion, allowing Washington and anyone else on the continent to appreciate a key core to the Capitals’ renaissance. And as has been duly noted already, Ovechkin, Semin, and Fedorov have six additional teammates competing in the tourney.

These are small solaces for the disappointment of last week. Or maybe not so small. I forgot to mention that neither Paul Devorski not Don Koharski are working the Worlds

Pittsburgh Wins; Ovechkin to NFL

Pittsburgh won on Thursday . . . no, not the Penguins, who were shut out by the Rangers, but Pittsburgh itself won the title of Sootiest City in the country, snatching the title from former champion Los Angeles. Click here to read more about it on CNN.

The Friday funnies continue: equal-opportunity offenders at The Onion mock both hockey and the mainstream media’s hockey ignorance/dismissal (yes, we’re looking at you ESPN) in their latest ONN (Onion News Network) video, sort of starring Alex Ovechkin with some surprising news:

NHL Star Called Up To Big Leagues To Play For NFL Team

Gabby a Finalist

The Capitals have a chance for a hat trick of post season awards with the Calder, Hart, and now the Adams. From the Washington Capitals Press Release:

ARLINGTON, Va. – The National Hockey League announced today that Washington head coach Bruce Boudreau is one of three finalists for the Jack Adams Award, which is presented annually to the coach who has contributed the most to his team’s success. Boudreau joins Detroit’s Mike Babcock and Montreal’s Guy Carbonneau as the three finalists.

Members of the NHL Broadcasters’ Association submitted ballots for the Jack Adams Award at the conclusion of the regular season, with the top three vote-getters announced as finalists. The winner will be announced Thursday, June 12 during the 2008 NHL Awards Television Special, which will be broadcast live throughout Canada on CBC and the United States on VERSUS from the historic Elgin Theatre in Toronto.

Boudreau is the third Capital finalist for a postseason award and will be joined in Toronto by Alex Ovechkin (Hart Trophy finalist) and Nicklas Backstrom (Calder Memorial Trophy finalist). The Capitals could become the first team since the inception of the Jack Adams Award (1973-74) to have the coach of the year, player of the year and rookie of the year. Boudreau would be the second Capital head coach to win the award, as Bryan Murray received the honor after the 1983-84 season.

The Capitals’ Top 10 Storylines for 2007-08

10. The Rebuild Is Over. Owner Leonsis uttered this proclamation during the preseason, later claiming that the season’s barometer for success would be qualifying for the postseason. Through the middle of November both seemed delusionally wishful thinking. But when the right guy arrived behind the bench, when the Caps’ skilled young core was encouraged to attack, the team took off, rampaging from last in the league at Thanksgiving to a Southeast Division crown on the regular season’s final Saturday. The right pieces indeed were in place, and the team’s future has never been as promising.

9. Backstrom: the no. 1 Pivot of the Future — and the Present. Really nobody knew what Nicklas Backstrom’s rookie season in the NHL would bring. During last July’s Development Camp, he seemed to struggle a bit with making plays on a smaller sheet. But he looked better at the end of camp than at its start, and by September’s training camp he looked even more adjusted. Like other skilled players in Glen Hanlon’s system, he struggled. Like other skilled players under Bruce Boudreau, he blossomed.

His 69 points on the season represented the second-most prolific rookie season in Caps’ history (behind a certain precocious Russian in 2005-06). Most telling: 60 of his points came in the final 61 games. He adjusted all right. He played his finest hockey of the season when you want a player to — in the postseason. In so doing he defied a long tradition of rookies fading under the rigors of an 82-game season. And he rightfully earned a nomination for the Calder trophy.

8. One Seriously Sorry Sheet. Washington’s never been known to offer a quality sheet of ice for its NHL games, but the matter gained unprecedented urgency when in December team captain Chris Clark spoke with commendable candor to the Washington Post about the indefensible ice at home. This surface wasn’t merely bad aesthetically, it was, suggested Clark, injurious to players. Clark himself lost virtually the entire season to a groin injury. Flyers’ winger Mike Knuble injured his leg when he caught it in a Verizon Center rut in the playoffs. And game 7’s sheet was so ill-prepared that arena workers could be seen repairing it on their hands and knees in the moments before puck-drop — and throughout the game.

Whatever greatly skilled and exciting roster Capitals’ management assembles for the future, it won’t much matter if at home it’s asked to compete on an ability-leveling and integrity-sacrificing surface.

7. Deadline Day Doozies. Trade deadline day was supposed to be quiet for the Caps. It turned out to be anything but. General manager George McPhee engineered a dramatic infusion of postseason experience and skill in areas of weakness on February 26, including securing a no.1 netminder in Cristobal Huet from Montreal for merely a second-round pick in the 2009 Entry Draft. All three players acquired on deadline day played pivotal roles in the season’s final 18 games.

In his Capitals’ debut on February 29, Huet stopped all 18 shots he faced in backstopping the Caps to a 4-0 win in New Jersey. He went 11-2 in his 13 starts for the Caps, winning the final nine games he started. In the biggest game the Caps played in years, Sergei Fedorov, acquired for 2007 second round selection Teddy Ruth, was named the game’s first star in the Caps’ 3-1 win over Florida on April 5, which vaulted the team to the SouthEast title and the postseason for the first time since 2003. He was especially adept in the faceoff circle. Matt Cooke played a less significant part statistically during the stretch run but recaptured his active, pest-like play from years ago in Vancouver night in and night out. All three veterans were credited with providing vital leadership to the young and inexperienced Caps.

6. Mike Green: the no. 1 Gun Arrives. If there was one overarching question confronting the Caps’ blueline heading into the 2007-08 season, it was: is there a no.1 Gun among? If last September you thought there was, you knew something the rest of hockey didn’t. In 2006-07, Mike Green played 70 games for the Caps, tallying just 2 goals and 10 assists. He offered glimpses of high-end promise, but he also seemed years away from becoming consistent and reliable and earning a top pairing assignment. But this past season Green blossomed into a dominant, mature-for-his-years force. He led the entire league in goals by a defenseman during the regular season, and he followed that with a superb playoff series — so much so that Flyers’ head coach John Stevens very publicly made it known that Mike Green was a weapon his team had to strategize to stop. The no.1 Gun on the Caps’ blueline has arrived.

5. AO: The Best Hockey Player on the Planet. Alexander Ovechkin’s hardware-hogging brilliance during 2007-08 earned him broadcasts of “Ovechkin Ovations” on the NHL Network and, more importantly, ascension over the Nova Scotian as the game’s greatest talent. His 65 goals during the regular season were the most scored by a Capital in franchise history, and he became just the 19th player in NHL history to score 60 goals in a season. By the end of the regular season he’d staked unassailable claims to both the Richard and Ross trophies and was a near mortal lock to command both the Hart trophy and the Lester Pearson award for his most valuable performance. At one point no less than the Great One suggested that his seemingly unbreakable record of 92 goals scored in a single season could be within Ovechkin’s visored viewfinder.

4. Canning Glen; Finding the Right Guy Right up the Road. After winning their first three games of the season, the Capitals proceeded to lose 15 of their next 18 and plummet to the very bottom of the NHL standings. While Glen Hanlon may well have been the right coach to preside over the rebuilding Caps beginning not long before the team began its purge of high-priced, under-achieving talent in the 2003-04 season, autumn 2007 seemed to deliver a resoundingly rotten verdict on his ability to advance the team to where management deemed appropriate for 2007-08.

No one would suggest that Hanlon didn’t offer the organization his fullest possible effort. But by late 2007 that effort wasn’t working. “He knew as soon as he saw me this morning,” McPhee told the Washington Post on Thanksgiving day. “He said, ‘I wouldn’t have known what to do today.’ ”

Enter Bruce Boudreau, aka “Gabby.” On Thanksgiving Eve Bruce Boudreau was in his third season behind the Hershey Bears’ bench. He’d enjoyed an auspicious first two seasons there: a Calder Cup title in his first season in Hershey in the spring of 2006 and a return to the finals the following season. He’d won a Kelly Cup title in the East Coast League as well. Still, to many Capitals’ fans, he appeared to be just another “no name” plucked from the farm.

Probably it was with this in mind that Hershey Bears’ Senior Manager for Communications John Walton authored a memorable open letter to Capitals’ fans on the day that Gabby was announced as the new Caps’ coach. “Know this first and foremost,” Walton wrote in his letter. “He’s a winner . . . For what it’s worth, we have seen the magic here. We’re more than willing to share.” Continue reading ›

At Kettler the Day After

You can cross one name off your list of free agent concerns for the Capitals this offseason — Head Coach Bruce Boudreau. Speaking with reporters at Kettler-Capitals Iceplex just moments after wrapping up a season-concluding meeting with the team this afternoon, the coach confirmed that he’d had discussions with General Manager George McPhee about a new deal. He didn’t want to speak in specifics, and he wanted to defer to the GM for a more formal acknowledgment, but he did say, “I’m gonna be coaching the Caps a little while.” He was smiling.

The coach also confirmed that Alexander Ovechkin played hurt in his first playoff series. He suggested that some struggles the left winger experienced at times in the series were related to the injury. After the game last night Ovechkin did tell Sovetsky Sport’s Dmitry Chesnokov that he had played games 6 and 7 on painkillers. When Chesnokov pressed him for more details about the injury, AO replied, “I cannot tell you that.”

The coach remains in awe of his star. Alluding to Ovechkin’s extended stay in D.C. that was secured earlier this season, he said, “Thirteen years for that guy — maybe it should be 18!”

Nicklas Backstrom, it was announced while we were gathered at Kettler, has been named a finalist for the Calder Trophy.

The coach is going up to Hershey tonight to take in game 4 of the Bears’ opening series with Wilkes Barre-Scranton. The Caps’ affiliate is in a 3-0 hole in that one. When asked how he thought he’d spend his first offseason as an NHL coach Boudreau said that he didn’t quite know but added, “This is the environment I feel comfortable in.”

Both the coach and the superstar were effusive in their praise for Washington’s hockey fans. Ovechkin wants the city’s fans to pick up next season where they left off this. “I hope the fans support us the same way [next year]. The atmosphere was unbelievable.”

Boudreau pointed to a pronounced difference in the arena from fall to spring. “I’ve really seen it pick up since I came here,” he said. “[There were] an amazing amount of jerseys in the crowd last night.”

Matt Cooke, on Tom Poti’s overtime tripping call: “You’d like to see them call something that wasn’t a marginal call, something that takes away a scoring chance.”

Lastly, the coach acknowledged that he’d had a private and very personal conversation with Olie Kolzig. He didn’t offer much about its substance, but he did say, “[Kolzig's] one of the classiest men I’ve ever met in this game.”

The goaltender’s Kettler locker, for what it’s worth, still had his nameplate in place.

A Foul Finish to a Stunner of a Season

I dreaded the elevator ride down to the Capitals’ dressing room at 10:07 p.m. last night. Jubilation, as we in HockeyWashington certainly learned this spring, is a damned fun thing to chronicle and consume, and for the first time it seemed in all of 2008, I had to cover jubilation’s juxtaposition — gut-wrenching, sudden and season-ending defeat.

One that just didn’t quite seem merited.

To reach the Cap’s room I had to pass through a corridor containing the spillover of a Game 7’s jubilation. In pro sports’ postseasons there are of course victors and the vanquished, and of course they share a wing of seclusion in resolution’s aftermath, but for me there was something searing and jarring about seeing so wildly divergent a set of reactions separated by just about 75 feet. And one man’s whistle.

Among the teeming press horde that packed Verizon Center last night most already have or soon will focus their coverage on a white-knuckler of a Game 7 that could have gone either way and was ultimately decided, on a controversial power play, by a Joffrey Lupul goal 6 minutes and change into sudden death, the home team left stunned about the ice and bench. I however feel compelled to report this: two gutsy and talented hockey teams that showed no signs of fatigue from a bruising and emotionally draining affair in another city the previous night and who played six-and-nine-tenths of a seven-game series as tightly and evenly as any in recent playoff memory, deserved to have their series outcome determined in precisely the manner that hockey long ago deemed appropriate in such circumstances.

Which is markedly different from what transpired at Verizon Center late Tuesday night, under the auspices of Mssrs. Koharski and Devorski.

In the second period, on the type of play that just earlier this month against Tampa overturned a goal earned by the Caps, Philadelphia’s Patrick Thoresen shoved Shaone Morrisonn into Cristobal Huet, taking the Caps’ netminder out of the play, allowing Flyer Sami Kapenen an open net into which he gave the Flyers a 2-1 lead. Huet told the media after the game that he thought a penalty could have been called on the play. Still, his team had plenty of time remaining to recover. Eventually, deep in period two, Alexander Ovechkin did tie it up.

Huet and his teammates then played the type of third period Bruce Boudreau couldn’t have scripted any better. They won faceoffs. They peppered Martin Biron with 16 shots while holding Philly to fewer than 5. They controlled the puck in the Flyers’ zone for long stretches. All four Caps’ lines took turns responding to the Rockin’ House of the Red’s loudest urgings.

They did just about everything right. It just wasn’t good enough.

“We couldn’t find the back of the net before them,” Huet said in his customarily quiet postgame voice.

Martin Biron, who looked so unsteady as Monday night’s game 6 got tighter and tougher, rebounded big time Tuesday night, stopping 39 of the 41 shots the Caps sent his way, including all 16 in the penalty-free third period.

The Caps’s Sergei Fedorov was whistled for tripping at 2:52 of period two, and the game’s referees wouldn’t identify another infraction against the home club until 4:15 of overtime.

A camera panned in on the red-sweatered owner seconds after Lupul’s rebound score ended Washington’s season, and in the Capitals’ locker room afterward the owner was asked what at that moment was going through his head.

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“I was disappointed for the fans and for the players who worked so hard. I was disappointed that we lost with a man in the penalty box. I didn’t hear the whistle blow at all tonight after the puck dropped for the third period.

“That’s the way the game goes,” he added.

“Even though people were disappointed in the outcome of the game, they were not disappointed in hockey,” Leonsis noted. “The vibe is so positive [in Washington] right now, as it should be.”

“This is a young, beautiful team that only has unlimited upside. We can keep this team together, that’s been the goal, and this team is worthy of being kept together.

“I don’t think anyone can say we’re still rebuilding,” he added.

In a season in which this Capitals’ team had given so much feel-good buzz to its league, the hardware for which will arrive in just a few weeks’ time, and captured the hockey hearts in Russia, Canada, and elsewhere about the globe, it seemed like they deserved a better send off than the one the league authored and authorized Tuesday night.

Bruce Boudreau afterward was asked what he told his team in a room full of silent dejection.

“I told them they gave me the best year of my life.”

I’d like to thank these Capitals and their coaches for giving me the best season of hockey here in my 34 years of following them.

“… our blogosphere is bigger and better than their blogosphere …”

You read OFB, Off Wing, Japers’ Rink, The Peerless, and more. Are you reading the blog by Ted Leonsis? I’m not talking about Ted’s Take… I’m talking about his blog on USA Today, Inside the Owner’s Box. There have been some absolute gems. Here are a few:

Day 3: Saturday, April 12 (Capitals 5, Flyers 4)

I of course also had a Jesuit priest at the game [last night] with us along with a rabbi and a Greek priest working in the background. I covered my bases with a higher calling. I wore exactly the same clothes (down to the underwear and socks) since we have won eight games in a row while I’ve been wearing this outfit.

Inside the Owner's Box - USA Today
Inside the Owner's Box - USA Today
Day 5: Monday, April 14

I am debating whether to wear Red in a hostile building. It will be a game-time decision.

Day 6: Tuesday, April 15

We are seated in a suite— I sit outside in the exposed seats and right next to some Flyers fans; it is a fun experience until one of the fans has a few too many beers —and screams in my face — ” Are you not entertained!”. I calmly say, ‘”OK Maximus —sit down and take it easy —it is a long series.” I embrace the setting; it is NHL playoff hockey after all.

Day 10: Saturday, April 19

I am starting to get spammed by Flyers fans now. A few of them are pretty funny and have mastered the art of trash talk — some have over-the-top keyboard courage too. All is fair in love and war, I guess. Here is a fact I do know — our blogosphere is bigger and better than their blogosphere, thank you very much. Thanks Flyers fans for caring so much — I enjoy the back and forth.

We arrive at the arena and my son and I go shake hands with our coaching staff. We see Sergei Fedorov in the hallway. He stops his stretching and comes to see me, shakes my hand and says “thank you — this is so much fun.” I say “No, thank you — I appreciate all you have done and will do for our team.” We hug and he has a twinkle in his eye. He says, “We have great fans — and I love playing in this building”.

The last four minutes of the game are a blur — lots of noise, lots of shots on goal, lots of hitting and we pull it out! We win 3-2. I am relieved … We go down to the locker room and the team is all business — no celebrating a win, game faces still on and they are already getting ready and preparing for Monday night’s battle in Philadelphia.

Tell me we don’t have the coolest owner in all of sports. Do yourself a favor. Grab another cup of joe, click this link, and enjoy.

A Return to Mortality

In a league conspicuous for its parity, NHL hockey teams these days aren’t supposed to win 12 of 13 games, or 13 of 14 — and the moreso when something like the success of the entire season is compromised by a single additional loss during such a stretch. On Sunday afternoon at Verizon Center, the Capitals played their first non-must-win hockey game since the middle of March. That’s a month of Russian roulette with near nightly trigger pulls. The surprise wasn’t that the team fell flat yesterday, finally, without some hero-rescuer’s arrival. It was that it took so long to happen.

The Philadelphia Flyers, conversely, were a desperate hockey club on Sunday. And it showed.

I expressed the opinion last week that the Caps’ having a break of five days between the most important games of their season, following a month of ones virtually identical in stature, was good for the team’s fans. It was probably also good for the players. There are only so many elite emotional peaks human beings can consecutively carry off.

One of the reasons hockey is such a compelling affair to chronicle — particularly during the postseason — is the collective emotional synergy required to win. Units of 18 playing on the same page often are bested by ones of 19 or 20. Like: fourth lines coming through and playing winning roles. The Caps since the Black (and gold) Weekend of March 8-9 have been, save a single night, a unified force of 20. That’s as much a story as their winning so consecutively and qualifying for the postseason. Because it’s reason for it.

This past week of scrutiny of the Caps by national and international media almost certainly ratcheted up the emotional aura of game 1, and with players from Mike Green to Alexander Ovechkin confessing to unprecedented nerves early on Friday night, the team managed still to triumph against a two-goal, third-period-deficit odds. You had a sense, though, I think, that there was going to be, eventually, a price to pay for such prolonged prosperity. Sunday there was a bill collector named Biron at Verizon Center. The Caps’ coach afterward expressed the hope that Sunday’s reckoning would come “cheap.”

“I’ve never believed that you’re due for a game to be bad . . . Philadelphia made us look pretty bad. Hopefully it was a cheap lesson,” Boudreau said.

Prior to Sunday, the Caps last lost a hockey game on March 19 in Chicago (also a shutout). They’d hung on for a harrowing triumph in Nashville the night before. The encountered a rested Blackhawks’ club and 21,000 of their supporters in a trap game. The 5-0 result was an aberrational outing in the spring of 2008. Caps’ fans have to hope Sunday’s was as well. The body of this team’s work the past two months is highly suggestive that it was.

If there are ebbs and flows, peaks and valleys to a hockey club’s competitive psyche, the real story of Sunday was the at-last arrival of an emotional flat-lining, of the breaks uniformly going the other way, so late in spring for a team in a sport whose bounces toward bad fortune can’t be forecast from one dump in to the next.

With one point separating these two teams after 82 regular season season games, with two quality netminders backstopping clubs that finished the regular season as strong as anyone in the league, with firepower and youthful exuberance spread out all over the ice, the Sunday stunner would have been one club seizing a commanding 2-0 lead in games. This one isn’t ending early — or easily. We have a good old fashioned, hard-to-call hockey series on our hands.

Capitals’ players and coaches spent all last week claiming that they’d been playoff battle-tested by the previous month — playing weeks’ worth of “Game 7s” night in, night out. The new challenge confronting them this morning is dusting off a big-game’s defeat and rising back up to an elite, united peak.

“We have to pay a bigger price if we want to succeed”

Caps / Flyers Post Game 1 Interviews

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A Blogging Error of Postseason Inexperience

Seating Chart - Game 1
Seating Chart - Game 1
I made a grievous mistake in judgment this week, and it adversely impacted OFB on perhaps this site’s most important day of existence. We worked closely and well with the Capitals’ media staff to try and position ourselves to continue to bring you the feeling of hockey as we feel it from within Verizon Center, but you may have heard: the Capitals this week fielded upwards of 250 requests for press credentials for Friday night. Contrast that with what Tarik yesterday reported being the coverage corps for a Caps’ game around Thanksgiving: about a dozen. In a media environment far less fashionable than Friday night’s, two of us from OFB get credentialed so that we can deliver both words and images/video here, but at week’s start, sensing a very changed hockey culture here, I informed my OFB colleagues that we might be lucky to get just one of us in the Verizon Center press box for Game 1. Turns out, even that forecast was optimistic.

To accommodate so massive a media surge, the Capitals communicated to us their need to create an overflow area for working press — in the media lounge, downstairs, well away from the madness. That may have made for a quieter work environment, but I wanted to work in the madness. Sensing an arrival of a frozen Red Sea perhaps even louder than last week, and wanting to see how red it would be with Philly in town, I wanted to survey and savor it and share my sensory experience with you.

But I also confronted a former daily-journalist-turned-blogger’s dilemma: the men and women who make a living at covering pro sports have an obvious claim to priority access that I don’t. Mr. Leonsis in his new media age vision may not agree, but I made the decision that under such extraordinary access demand burdens, and having been accommodated for two years so uniformly magnificently by the Capitals, I wanted nothing of being headache no. 251 for the club. I could watch the game from home, and blog like others. I rationalized my decision partly on this half-truth of a premise: to the extent that I viewed myself (wrongly) as being shouldered aside by professional old media, that very condition was emblematic of the coverage success I’d sought for the game I cherish in my hometown.

At 6:15 last night, shopping for my playoff game beer and pizza out in the suburbs, believing myself able to transition back to simple, traditional hockey fan with the snap of fingers away from a keyboard, I realized the seriousness of my mistaken judgment. I felt a profound ache at being away from the action, away from working at chronicling it, and it felt awful. Even beer on sale offered no salve.

I should have shoehorned myself into that rink last night, even if I had to try and blog from underneath Abe Pollin’s desk. Rather than adopt the view that this new love affair the press is having with hockey could be an impediment to my coverage calling, I should have embraced it as a fresh challenge. I made a huge mistake. This morning, I owe our readers an apology. At least the good guys got it done!

Initially I lessened my early evening ache a bit by maintaining contact with some friends in the press box via instant message. But then my diminished ache turned to anger. I learned that Friday night’s Washington Post delegation — understandably enlarged — was pork barreled in the press box’s front row with the names of Kornheiser and Wilbon. If I ever get to own a pro hockey team they won’t be allowed in my rink — Friday night was a red-tie party for HockeyWashington, and the two of them have amply demonstrated over years not only disinterest in attending such soirées but ridiculing those who do.

My anger wasn’t directed at their hopping on the hockey media bandwagon — it was that after securing so sought after a set of seats . . . they failed to show up to work the friggin game! Kornheiser may have been cavorting about a luxury box, but he certainly wasn’t working upstairs. His workspace space preserved. Ditto for his partner in the superficial, syntax-challenged, and loud. This is a family blog, and the words I associate with this act of unfathomable arrogance won’t appear here. Maybe they could title their next ESPN podcast, ‘Pardon the Absence.’

Enough about hockey-hating egomaniacs and back-room media matters.

Friday night delivered not just a pulsating, emotionally draining victory over a gritty and skilled opponent but perhaps just as importantly it obliterated any residual concern about the viability of Washington being hockey friendly when it really mattered. A Hockeytown under construction may have a completion date that may have to be bumped up.

The Comcast broadcast went live at 7:00 last night, and at 7:00:30 it was abundantly apparent that the orange-and-blackouts of the past were lodged right there, in history. I don’t quite understand how the Capitals’ sales department managed to make it so pervasively red last night.

But I have Friday night beer leftover for them.

Game-Day Chats To Chew on

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Both big papers this afternoon hosted helpful time-killing/nerves-distracting chat sessions — the Post with Caps’ beat reporter Tarik El Bashir and the Times with Ted. There was terrific give-and-take banter in both; we urge you to check them out in their entirety.

The owner, on his youthful recreational hockey background: “We played roller hockey on 6th avenue and 45th street. Or we ran around and played with a crushed beer can as our puck. I miss those days! I once hit a slap shot and the crushed can embedded itself into my friend’s calf. He needed a tetnus shot, but he made the save!”

On his good luck superstititions and pluralism in the owner’s box:

Question: Do you have certain rituals for big games, like a lucky tie or socks or guests at a game?

Ted Leonsis: “I do now . . . what I listen to on iPod when working out — I have to wear my red Caps home jersey and I have a certain lucky watch. And I have a Georgetown Jesuit priest in the box tonight, and I have the hockey rabbi working on our behalf too.”

On the big concern about the prevalence of orange and black in the Phone Booth tonight:

Ted Leonsis: “We did everything we could to sell only to Caps fans — I am hopeful we will have a red out — but if our fans re-sell their tix on Stubhub, etc. — what can we do? We did not sell any tickets in blocks to any Philly organizations.

“I hope we see how loyal Caps fans are — and that they believe in the team. You are our 7th man.”

Over at the Post chat, Tarik took a questions about the durability of local support for the Caps; the keys to the series, and a rejuvinated Sergei Fedorov:

Washington, D.C.: It’s great to see so many Caps fans at the games now. Do you think that all these fans are for real and are genuinely going to stick with the Caps and follow them? Or do you think that they are fair weather fans that may wither away?

Tarik El-Bashir: “I think these fans have been out there all along. They were just waiting for the product to justify spending a few hundred bucks to see a game.”

Chantilly, VA: If you had to break the series down to one or two key points, what would they be? Does it boil down to goaltendending time and time again?

Tarik El-Bashir: “Two things:

“1) Stay out of the penalty box. The Flyers’ power play was second in the regular season at 21.8 percent.

“2) Keep the crease clear. Huet can’t stop the shot if he can’t see it.”

Warsaw, VA: Sergei Fedorov seems like such a class act. I can’t think of anything better to happen to a player of his caliber in the twilight of his career (except of course, to win it all).

Has this experience rejuvenated him? It seems like it has rescued him from the doldrums of a regimented system approach to one that is closer to a style that suits his game and skill. Is he enjoying the experience, partcularly being back in the spotlight in Russia as a member of the Caps?

Tarik El-Bashir: “He’s loving life at the moment. He’s said a number of times that this experience has made him feel 10 years younger. The presence of the three other Russians — and the winning — helps, of course.”

“It’s going to be interesting to see if he takes less money and re-signs here, or if opts for another payday somewhere else, or if he retires.”

A Look Back, and Forward, by James Mirtle

Terrific read today on James Mirtle’s blog; Mirtle visited D.C. for the Caps’ final game of last season (and stopped by Clyde’s for the blogger post-season party too). His post today reflects on his meeting with Ted Leonsis on that day, and how things have changed for Leonsis and the team in the past 365 days.

Plenty to Chat About Today

Washington Post writer Tarik El-Bashir will host a live Q&A session at 2 p.m today, bringing the latest on the Caps’ preparations for tonight’s game. Tarik’s article today on the Capitals’ international appeal is a good read.

Capitals owner Ted Leonsis will be chatting live on The Washington Times‘ website, also at 2 p.m. In the meantime, check out Bob Cohn’s excellent profile of Leonsis in today’s Times.

“Philly-Washington is going to be downright ugly”

Yesterday, the NHL held a media conference call with several big name broadcasters, Don Cherry of CBC’s “Hockey Night in Canada”, Mike Emrick from VERSUS and NBC, Pierre McGuire from TSN and NBC and Mike Milbury from NBC and TSN. Each broadcaster started the call with a few words about a series before they took questions. Pierre McGuire spoke of the Caps/Flyers matchup.


PIERRE McGUIRE: Well, I’d like to talk a little bit about the Philadelphia Flyers and the Washington Capitals. I think this series has a chance to have the most bloodshed of all the series, and the big reason why is because of the targeting that’s going to go on. Whether you talk about going after Alex Ovechkin or even challenging a rookie like Nicklas Backstrom, I think that’s going to be real tough for Backstrom who’s never played in an NHL playoff game.

I think when you look at the Philadelphia Flyers under John Stevens, he brought back a little bit about what made the Flyers good in the 1970s and that’s intimidation. It’s not easy to do now with the way games are being called, but I expect you’re going to see players like Braydon Coburn having an impact on the series Philadelphia is going to win. I think you’re going to see Steve Downie and Scottie Upshaw potentially have an impact if Philadelphia is going to win.

But the thing that Alex Ovechkin does, like any super