I’ll refrain from using that word. You know, the one about locks and being out. Thousands of words have been written this week about it, and quite frankly, it’s a dirty word at this point. One that I just simply can’t hear, speak, or write anymore. But it’s an important topic, especially for American League fans for many reasons. But the one aspect of the thing I won’t speak of is the fact that the jump is gone. I’m not talking about Magnus Paajarvi’s first stride, or about a Yann Danis high chest save, rather I’m talking about the moment in time where a player jumps to the next level. Meaning, gone is the NHL promotion from the farm team to the parent club. Which makes for playoff+ types of teams that the AHL league hasn’t seen in quite some time.
Teubert, Paajarvi, Hartikainen, Eberle, Schultz, Nugent-Hopkins, Danis, etc. etc. are all here for the duration of the season (unless that thing I won’t speak of ends sooner of course). Either way, the game gets quick, stays quick, and ends quick. No callup. No promotion. No pay increase. Just good, old fashioned hockey — with little to no interruption. As the incomparable Kris Kross once said, “Wiggity, wiggity, wiggity, wack!”