Well, did this illustration a couple days ago hoping Antti Raanta would come in and be a genius.
Last night was his first start in Chicago, and he did pretty good even if the Blackhawks lost to the Ducks 2-3 in a shootout.
In fact, if not for the shootout goals at the end, he would have been REALLY good.
But those happened last so that's what sticks in your brain.
The first one was mishandled by Nick Bonino - he wanted to take the puck to his left and THEN shoot. But he just nicked the puck so it inched forward instead of going sideways.
Which turned into a really good accidental fake as the puck went right thru Raanta's legs at about 2 MPH.
But like I said, overall he was good.
Twice he had to play without his stick.
Once broken and once he just lost it (and made an awesome save anyway).
He's such an important piece that you hope he can continue to gain confidence and experience and win more games because I'd just like to see Corey Crawford get some rest once in awhile and Nikolai Khabibulin didn't look too hot before he got injured.
So Aanti, how do you say your name, buddy?
Last night I heard the anncrs say it like "AnTAY", "Auntie", and also "ANtee".
Also, you could do much worse for your introduction to the home crowd.
When I was little, I was reaaaally little.
Always the smallest boy in my class.
My dad, as sort of a term of endearment, used to say "Son, you may be short, but you sure are SMALL!"
Followed by a big laugh from him and whoever else was in the room.
I didn't really understand it, but everyone seemed to think it was funny so I laughed too.
Also, my dad was in the Air Force, and we moved alot.
So it was somewhere during 4th or 5th grade, we moved to another town.
I had to be that kid who was new in the middle of the school year.
So weird, but whatever.
I go to the new school, I meet the principal, I get shown to my new class, I sit with the strangers til the teacher comes in.
She goes, "Class, we have a new student today.."
They all turn to look at me.
"This is Tim Souers. Tim, can you tell us something about yourself?"
I've done this a couple times in my life already, and saying where you're from is like, old to me.
Instead, I try out some humor.
"Well," I say, "I may be short, but I sure am SMALL!"
It's all pin-drop quiet and I heard one girl say, "Lookit how red he is."
Trust me, Antti, you did fine last night.