Thursday, December 10, 2009
On the first day of Christmas my true love gave to me ... Lubomir Visnovsky.
Before Lubo came to the Oilers his name came up a few times amongst us (I seem to recall Dennis especially pushing him) as a guy who might be a good fit for the club. When he signed a longterm deal with LA it looked like any chances of that had gone out the window until Lombardi did the perfectly legal but quite skanky, trading the Slovak the day before his no trade clause kicked in.
Talk about violating the spirit of an agreement. Jeez.
The Lubo deal cost the Oilers a lot but most fans would tell you that they would do the deal over and over again. If Lowe had bothered to replace what Stoll and Greene brought to the club nobody would even question it.
Its not just what Lubo brings to the table, the terrific skating, the passing, the shooting, the underrated defending and strength. He played with Grebeshkov last year and the young Russian had a terrific year. This year Laddy Smid got the sweetest spot on the roster and the kid has turned into a world beater by any measure.
Its not the fact that for two years now when he is on the ice the Oilers massively outchance their opposition.
(I've no time for management's excuses but one wonders how last year would have turned out if Lubo had not been injured.)
Its the way he plays the game. The joy. The elan as he darts here and there, grinning, looking like a boy on a frozen pond as he slides away from a massive forechecker, darting up ice, spinning and dancing.
Ales Hemsky can pull you out of your seat with his genius.
Lubo makes the game so much fun to watch, perhaps even more than the great Czech winger.
I love him too.
There I said it. It makes me no less of a man. And if you think it does, well ... you can eat me.
Posted by Black Dog at 2:00 PM