These next few hundred words are likely going to sound super douchey, but at this point, I frankly couldn’t give a damn.
While watching the Blackhawks beat the Nashville Predators for the millionth time Tuesday night, something dawned on me.
I’m bored as hell watching them.
Not because they suck, obviously. It’s because no hockey team in the world has a chance when the Blackhawks are on their game.
It’s because they’re currently on an eight-game win streak during a stretch of the season that has notoriously hounded them, in a year they were supposed to ‘take a step back’ as a result of the NHL’s suffocating salary cap and the departure of Brandon Saad, Patrick Sharp, and Johnny Oduya.
But nope, not this franchise. Instead, they’ve battled through the brutal Central Division—easily the toughest division in pro sports right now—and find themselves two points behind the young, talented Dallas Stars.
Eight-game winning streaks aren’t exactly common in hockey, even for the Blackhawks, so I looked to see where this run compares to ones from recent seasons.
It seems Joel Quenneville’s squad has an affinity for eight-game streaks — also notching one in 2009, 2010’s Stanley Cup season, 2013’s Stanley Cup season, and the one they’re currently on.
You obviously remember the Blackhawks’ historic 24-game point streak in the lockout-shortened 2012-2013 Cup year. That streak included 11 consecutive wins, but eight in a row is still remarkable by Quenneville standards.
Perhaps one of the more impressive aspects of the current streak is how they’re doing it. The goal scoring has been unprecedented, as the team has notched at least three goals in all eight games — outscoring opponents by 15 goals overall or by roughly two goals per game for those of you who can’t do math.
The Blackhawks’ average of 2.8 goals per game is their highest since 2014 when the team averaged 3.1 goals per game.
The manner in which they’ve become the NHL’s model franchise probably has other fanbases thinking life isn’t fair. For us in Chicago, it’s simply become something we look forward to telling our grandkids about.
Any story is more interesting when there is a degree of unpredictability. It’s why we love watching sports. Because there isn’t a script. But, as their recent ho-hum stretch of dominance has reminded us, the Blackhawks’ script is a little more repetitive and a little less dramatic. It’s lacking in “conflict” if you will.
Like their duo of NHL jersey kings Patrick Kane and Jonathan Toews, we’re running out of good things to say about the Blackhawks.
I can guarantee you they’re winning the Stanley Cup again this year – potentially their fourth championship in seven years – a run only paralleled elsewhere in sports by Alabama’s reign over college football.
The organization certainly is planning as such; locking up their own version of Nick Saban, Joel Quenneville, through 2020 to oversee the parade of Stanley Cups for years to come.
It’s a damn good time to be a Chicago Blackhawks fan but I won’t lie when I say I’m getting pretty damn bored with all this domination shit.
Eh, who am I kidding? No I’m not.