Living on a Fault Line
One more day here in the city of Lost Angels (when I finish writing, I'm looking forward to dinner with some old pals at The Grand Havana Room), then driving north to Anaheim and San Jose later in the week.
Whenever I'm out here though, my mind reels back to hearing Rodney Crowell's "California Earthquake", which I recall seeing the Grateful Dead perform following the San Francisco quake in October 1989.
So because the Rangers are teetering on the fault line out here---watching as the cracks open beneath their skates---thought I'd share some of the lyrics before we dissect the aftershocks of the mind-numbing loss to the Kings that has left many fans bitter and demanding some changes:
"There was a California earthquake, in the year of '83
It shook the living daylights out of the Owens County Seat
Not a building still left standing when the dust had cleared away
Just a rumble in the distance all the way to San Andrea..."
"California earthquake you just don't know what you've done
We may fall off in the ocean, but you'll never make us run
You're a partner to the devil, but we ain't afraid of him
We'll build ourselves another town so you can tear it down again..."
"Then came the quake of '99 that levelled Mission Creek
The earth was like an ocean churning, with waves of twenty feet
Lord it sounded like a thousand trains were screaming underground
Clean across to San Joachim, they heard that mournful sound..."
"Then came one day the holocaust on San Franciso Bay
Ninety miles of walls came down like old Jericho that day
Might near everything the earthquake missed, a holy fire consumed
And left 'em smoke and the ashes of the dreams that can't be ruined..."
"California earthquake you just don't know what you've done
We may fall off in the ocean, but you'll never make us run
You're a partner to the devil, but we ain't afraid of him
We'll build ourselves another town so you can tear it down again..."
Shake-up time. For the Rangers to rebuild their crumbling town, break out not only the shovels, but the cranes. They're treading on dangerous ground here, starting from the front office to the coach to the ice.
1. Tom Renney said yesterday he has no self-imposed deadline to determine what to do about his eight defensemen. Not acceptable. Sit down with Glen Sather as soon as possible and between them, pull the trigger. If some exec decision has been made to keep Rachunek, then bite the bullet and waive the immobile Kaspar or Malik or Ozo and play Thomas Pock, who will at least bring skating, energy and a PP point shot. Unless Leetch is ready...
2. Play Nigel Dawes on the third line. Bench Colton Orr or Marcel Hossa. If you need to play Orr for a "physical" presence to go with his zero points, then scratch minus-7 Hossa. How difficult can this choice be? Am I missing something? Renney praises Dawes' intelligence and speed and positioning, but his talents are wasting away. Revamp the second line, put Cullen back at center, and put Prucha or Dawes there with Shanahan.
Shanny and Cullen are both quality two-way players---and leave them there.
3. Bring Jarkko Immonen or Brandon Dubinsky up to center a third or fourth line. Drop Betts to center the other with Ward and either Dawes/Prucha. Put Hollweg back on left wing and Hall on the right. Make sure you roll four lines. Let them develop. What happened to that philosphy? Why wait until the end of November?
4. There are several schools of thought about practice and motivation. Renney adamantly told me last night that he didn't think skipping the game-day skate for a exercise and a bike ride on the beach affected the team. Fine. But FYI, last time they didn't have a game-day skate was in Buffalo. That worked out well at 7-3, didn't it?
5. I'm certainly no coach---well, in a Jersey Little League for one summer and wasn't totally successful and I have been a newspaper editor directing staffs of writers with egos and stubborness and quirks---and it seems to me that pro athletes are creatures of habit, they crave routines, want to be told what to do, where to be, not have to think too much. But they also want your respect. It's a balancing act.
And I'm a big believer in situations and adapting. The Rangers aren't playing particularly well; so why have no game-day skate and today off? Maybe they do need the rest, because the upcoming sked is formidable, but it's not even Game 12, right?
Finally, Renney says he's not "a guru... I'm no John Wooden or Scotty Bowman."
Memo to coach: You don't have to be either of those giants. But maybe the veterans need some extra fire under their butts.
Maybe game-planning and attention to detail, of which Renney and his staff excel, won't always cut it.
It's too early for Renney to be replaced---yet. Hitch is available though.
Maybe the honeymoon's over.
