Casey over at Winging it in Motown says that Shane Doan is public enemy #1 in Detroit (outside of Monica Conyers). It's hard to argue when you see things like this, the NHL Frozen Moment.
Right up until last night, I had never harbored any harsh feelings for the Phoenix captain. In fact, back in December, I even participated in a small tribute to the man over at Hipchecks, the Phoenix site here on the Bloguin network. Rather than dive through all the posts over there, here's the e-mails that were sent back and forth:
I am writing kind of like a tribute article on Shane Doan for his
1,000th game. The yotes are doing a ceremony for him on the 26th and I
thought it might be kind of cool if I could get other teams fans
opinions or thoughts on Doan. I will probably publish on Sunday, so if
I could have them by Saturday, that would be awesome. I am looking for
positives about the man, like if you like what he brings to the team
or why you may respect him or why you hate playing against him or why
you'd want him on your team etc. Really just anything positive about
the man. I can't think of one negative thing anyone could say about
him, after all he is Jesus. :P
Looking back at it now, it seems kind of silly. But that was way back 4 months ago when I was still young, idealistic, and willing to do anything to please fellow bloggers. Here was my response:
As a Red Wings fan, it's been hard for me to hate anyone from the Phoenix franchise (until this year that is). But as a fan of the game, I think Shane Doan is truly a class act. In a time where overexposure to whiners like Crosby and parasites like Avery hog up most of the NHL spotlight, guys like Shane Doanget pushed to the background which is a travesty. Look at what the man has had to deal with; the move from Winnipeg to Glendale, the team being unsuccessful ever since, and this whole sh**storm that came about over the summer. Even with all of that going around, Doan seems to have kept a great attitude. He could have left. He could have pulled a Heatley and demanded a trade. But he didn't. He's remained loyal to his team and has always played the game the way it is meant to be played. Guys like Shane Doan are the reason that NHL hockey still has a pulse out in the desert (albeit, a faint one). No matter where the franchise ends up in the long run, you'll be seeing Doan's #19 hanging from the rafters, and deservedly so.
I've highlighted in red the things that I no longer believe. Doan has redefined his role from the soft spoken (though manly voiced) goal scorer to the head hunter. He's trying to become the forward version of Chris Pronger. And what happens when a good, classy forward blends with a savage neanderthal-like defenseman? You get some sort of half-breed, disgustingly twisted, mutant. Like this...
I present to you: Shris Donger. A desert dwelling creature who lurks around as a mild mannered leader during the regular season, but transforms into a low-brow cement head in the play-offs. Look at those cold eyes...that horrible grill...but nothing compares to the most disturbing thing of all...the logo on his jersey (for now).