The following post ran in Sunday’s issue of ‘The Committed Indian’. If you haven’t already, be sure to grab an issue before the next home game you attend. Sam (he writes, edits, and sells the thing) does an excellent job of being satirical, logical, and is a photoshop wizard. As I promised last week, here is our more in-depth look at Brian Campbell.
When the Blackhawks signed Brian Campbell to an eight-year, $56 million contract on July 1st, fans from all over rejoiced. For arguably the first time in franchise history, the ‘Hawks signed a free agent in the prime of his career rather than someone entering his twilight. (See Gilmour, Doug; Clark, Wendel; Orr, Bobby; Nicholls, Bernie; Coffey, Paul; Housley, Phil; seriously, if you want us to keep going, we’ll be here all day.) Following last season’s breakout campaign, the ‘Hawks had their sights set on making a public relations splash in the free agent pool.
After perhaps a year of scouting, the ‘Hawks identified Campbell as the best available player in the lot and paid him like it. The ‘Hawks even made sure no team outbid them for his services instead of putting up a sympathy bid that had no chance of being accepted. (See Roenick, Jeremy; Tkachuk, Keith; Amonte, Tony; ok, that’s enough, we’re breaking out into hives again!) With Campbell came the promise of someone who could quarterback the power play, lead the defense in scoring, and rush the puck up with his explosive speed. While past seasons saw the Blackhawks’ power play run the halfback triple option just to gain entry into the offensive zone, Campbell’s arrival instantly meant the young ‘Hawk stars could shine, as Campbell could single-handedly do the job for the ‘Hawks power play.
But, what no one should have expected was a shut-down defensive player. If you did, you obviously didn’t see much of the NHL playoffs last year.
So now, just five months into an eight-year deal, Blackhawk fans are suddenly OUTRAGED that Brian Campbell is a shaky defensive player. What part of his career +2 +/- rating made you believe he was Niklas Lidstrom? To paraphrase the NFL’s Denny Green, “He is who we thought he was.” If Campbell had only two goals and five assists this year, then by all means, the signing could be viewed as a disaster. But, so far, he has seven goals with 39 assists, good for fifth on the team in scoring and eighth among all NHL defensemen; the ‘Hawks power play unit has been in the top-ten the entire year; and his speed routinely forces teams to give up their blue line. And, if you really want to get into specific stats, check out his CORSI rating, as his is only one of the best on the team.
If Brian Campbell were a movie character, he would be Rain Man. He does some things that make him look like an absolute genius. The first 93 times he did a spin-o-rama, there was a buzz in the crowd, and his speed, at times, can be breathtaking. Then, other times, he can look like a 51 year-old autistic man – specifically anytime he’s in the defensive zone. Again, this shouldn’t come as a surprise to anyone. He was acquired with the warning label: Do not leave alone unsupervised.
So, where does all the hatred stem from?
No doubt, the majority comes from the enormous contract he was handed. Is that really his fault, though? Did he hold a gun to the collective head of ‘Hawk management and demand the obscene contract? No, the ‘Hawks paid handsomely for him and when they did, the fan base celebrated. Bells rang, doves flew, the stars aligned, and for once, everything seemed right in the universe. Now, they’re either vomiting or contemplating suicide with message board acquaintances. But, why?
On the whole, he’s scoring for the ‘Hawks and quarterbacking a power play unit ranked in the NHL’s top-ten nearly all season. After 69 games, the ‘Hawk power play ranked sixth in the NHL; last year, it finished sixth from the bottom. Yes, his defensive play, at times, can be downright offensive, but that is as advertised. It certainly doesn’t help that his defensive partner, Matt Walker, is, at best, a fringe-NHL player. We’re reminded of it on a nightly basis when Pat Foley says, “Amazing, this is Matt Walker’s 43rd straight game – a guy who was on the scrap heap in the off-season.” Memo to Pat: we realize you’ve been calling AHL games the last few years, but there’s a reason Walker’s agent was handing his resume around the league over the summer and why Walker started the year in Rockford: *whispers* He’s not very good at hockey.
Though, admittedly, Matt Walker has surpassed even the wildest of preseason expectations with his play this season, he is not the ideal defensive partner for Campbell. Yes, he’s a stay-at-home defenseman, but that’s out of necessity; he can’t go anywhere else. Walker is not nearly talented enough to help Campbell after a mistake or, alternatively, Campbell is trying to compensate for the fact that his partner isn’t very good and, thus, makes his own mental mistakes.
Alas, we still have seven years left on Brian Campbell’s contract. Due to the size of the deal and the current economic difficulties, there’s approximately a 99.2% chance he’ll be here for at least the next four or five, so you might as well accept him for what he is and hope Coach Joel Quenneville uses “Soupy” appropriately. If you can’t stand the way he plays now, you’re going to drown in a puddle of misery come 2013 – and that’s if you didn’t jump off your parents’ roof with SavvysMyDaddy18 after Campbell’s performance against the Islanders last weekend.
But, before you take the plunge, realize it could be worse: you could be wading in the six-year, $39 million cesspool that is the New York Rangers-Wade Redden pact inked this past summer. Worse yet, imagine the public outcry had the ‘Hawks let the summer go by without adding a key free agent signing to the mix. Your nausea, heartburn, upset stomach and diarrhea would have been hastened by nine months.
Ultimately, it may best for your health and the health of your families if you just enjoy the fact that the Blackhawks finally have an offensive presence on the blue line and a solid power play quarterback.
Those are two things you haven’t been able to say since Doug Wilson’s beautiful Saget-like perm graced the cigarette smog that was the Chicago Stadium air space.
Happy now? Yeah, didn’t think so.
fifthfeather@gmail.com