With an obligatory glance in the mirror arrears and before the "second season" steals the stage-light, it's only proper those men on whet and balanced edge are offered time to breathe.
In this space perhaps a requiem to those in respite, to those who season-long stood strong, who gave, forgave, and bled again still then again that the whole would feed from each their part and each one there became a stronger whole.
The essence of a team is reflected in the selfless, in those who sacrifice, in those who prefer to remain obscure, shunning center stage or spot-light and glare for the one standing not so celebrated nearby.
A star is an object made to shine in the darkness nigh, while a constellation emblazons the heavens because of the pure number who celebrate and share in it's shining.
The heavens have their architect, their master, their artist; the Detroit Red Wings theirs.
Still, from such a magnificent arrangement, several individual starets must be noticed and acclaimed-they simply shine too bright.
Is there anything more spectacular than the night sky exploding with sparkling light? From the constellation Orion are these awards so-named:
BETA (Orionis) Overall excellence: Hernik Zetterberg
GAMMA (Orionis) Individual to team M.V.P.: Johan Franzen
Delta (Orionis) Sweat to Blood Award: Tomas Holmstrom
Epsilon (Orionis) Excellence in Defense: Nick Lidstrom
Zeta (Orionis) Artist Extraordinaire: Ken Holland
*ALPHA AWARD- The embers against the heavens are at times without parallel.
PAVEL DATSYUK IS THIS CONSTELLATIONS STAR!
It is possible to find the sheen to every member of this organization, but the true measure here is how one connects to the next, how one affects the next. This artistry, when procured year to year, season to season among the most reckless, uncertain times cannot be appreciated fully except by those in peerage past or present.
Yet the artist cannot produce unless provided for.
The organization is indeed the constellation-each part a piece, each piece collectively the whole. Look toward the Patriots of New England as another such celebrated organization. A few others exist, but not nearly enough to draw comparable attention and therefore success.
How frustrating it must be to possess such a victorious resume that your organization is picked over yearly as if the only source around? Coach (and artist) Belichick nurtures his charge at every level and they flourish almost without fail. Has there been another? I think not, in any sport.
Modern-day players—bigger, stronger, and potentially more intelligent—need more motivation. It is not sufficient to be chosen to represent your sport nor to be assured a six-figure contract without so much as a trial period, so when a team is capable of producing a winning program year to year then a coach should be yielded credit.
In the NHL, players of yester-year knew that if they did not make it on the ice they would be sent to the local mines, farms or whatever excruciating and laborious work their fathers and fore-fathers had done. As a result they gave happily, their sweat and blood, a more powerful motivation never was.
One would imagine the present-day Detroit Red Wings from days yore with a work ethic and commitment such as theirs in perpetual form day in and day out.
Thank you to teams such as these for everything they give; and a special ovation to these Detroit Red Wings for another complete and glimmering effort when far too many dark selfish days continue to appear elsewhere.
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