Monthly Archives: June 2008

It’s time to either fix or stop weather forecasting. It’s so bad, it’s beginning to hurt commerce.

My friend Kathy Kennedy, the newscaster, at 92-CITI-FM, received a nasty e-mail from a local golf course operator last week. The operator was righteously pissed off, but he didn’t know who to blame, so he blamed the woman he listens to every morning.

 

K.K. was taken aback, a little shaken by the vitriol, but she knew it wasn’t her fault. She receives weather reports from the federal government’s weather agency and reads them on the radio. That’s all. That’s why the federal government MUST do something about Environment Canada.

 

Either fix it or shut it down.

 

Weather forecasting has become so insanely bad that if you believe a word of what you hear in the media, you are (a) too gullible to live or (b) just as nuts as the weather forecasters who will actually tell you they’re right most of the time. And believe me, many of those clowns truly believe they’re doing the public a service. Truth is, they’re seriously hurting commerce in this country and they should be stopped.

 

Or they should actually make an effort to get it right.

 

This past week, we saw the commercial impact of tremendously bad weather forecasting. Our angry golf course operator complained that Enviro-Guess Canada’s prediction that it would rain all day on Wednesday and Thursday cost him more than $3,000 in lost revenue. People were told it would rain all day –  both days — decided not to play golf.

 

Of course, we know that on both days, the weather was absolutely perfect. I played at Steinbach Fly-In on Wednesday with Jimmy Toth from Shaw TV and Ken Wiebe from the Sun. It was a great day and the weather was absolutely sensational.

 

However, as we sat with the Fly-In’s greens’ superintendent, Rob Fast, afterward, he lamented the fact that play at the public golf course had been limited this spring, not so much because of the rain but because of the prediction of rain.

 

“It’s been really slow,” Fast said. “When you keep telling people it’s going to rain all day, they find other things to do.”

 

This spring, the attendance at Winnipeg Goldeyes baseball games has been down. Granted, there have been some cold nights this spring and while the tickets have been sold, folks are staying home. However, on far too many occasions, people listen and watch the weather reports and decide to avoid sitting outside at the ball game because they’re told, “there is an 80 per cent chance of rain.” And, far too often, there is no rain at all.

 

I’ll be the first to admit that weather forecasting is an inexact science, but it’s reached the point here in Manitoba that it’s so inexact it’s not even a good guess anymore. The people who foist this bullshit on us must be stopped.

 

I call the play-by-play of Goldeyes games on television and like most of the front-office staff I  spend hours gazing at Environment Canada’s internet radar screen. I have come to the conclusion that no one — not one person on the planet — can predict weather more than 45 minutes in advance. Anyone who suggests that long-term weather forecasts are accurate are either TV weather stars, who are paid far more than they’re worth, or people who are simply  delusional.

 

It’s time to stop it! Weather forecasting is so inaccurate, so often, that it is hurting commerce in Canada, especially in the Central part of the country. Ultimately, it is theft disguised as information.

 

Somebody call the cops.

 

Euro 2008: Taylor’s picks. My Sport Select money is on Germany and Spain with a nod to Portugal and maybe even Russia.

I was thinking back through the history of this European Nations Football Championship (known from now on as Euro ’08) and it has never ceased to amaze me how often the unexpected happens.

 

In fact, nobody expected the Netherlands in ’88 and I can’t remember even one person hinting to me that Denmark might win in ’92. The Czechs won in ’96 and although they had a terrific team, I don’t think anyone went into the tournament ready to bet the farm on them beating England, France, Italy or Germany. And how about 2004 when Greece won it all? There always seems to be some craziness in the Euro that makes picking an eventual champion such a crap shoot.

 

Nonetheless…

 

Let’s take a look at the 16 teams, divided into four groups and see if we can’t pick two quarterfinalists from each.

 

Group A: You have to love Portugal for one reason: Cristiano Ronaldo. He can score and with Portugal’s back seven, not many will score against this team. I’m going with the Czechs as my No. 2 team although the experts really like Turkey.

 

Group B: Germany is the clear favourite here and unless they fall asleep should go through unbeaten. Croatia is favoured to come out of the group at No. 2 and I must admit I don’t see enough from Poland and Austria to argue that suggestion. 

 

Group C: The Netherlands is the best team, perhaps even the best team in the event, but they have a whole crew of guys who don’t like each other and a defence that would rather attack than defend. Italy is without Cannavaro and Totti and I’m not sure they can overcome that. France is my No. 2 team. Romania, as good as they are, won’t win a game in the toughest grouping of the four.

 

Group D: Any team with Xavi, Torres and Villa have enough scoring ability to win the entire event. I’m always a big fan of the Russians and this year, they might be the dark horse pick. Greece, as wonderful as the ’04 story was, just don’t have enough talent and the Swedes could upset Russia to reach the quarters. Although I don’t believe it.

 

On the top of the draw, I like Germany to beat Portugal in one semifinal and Spain to take out France in the other semi. I think Germany brings the best all-around team to the event, but I sure like Spain.

 

We’ll take Germany as our winner and if our other predictions don’t come to pass, look out for Russia as the surprise.

 

And, hey, don’t forget to listen to 92-CITI-FM in Winnipeg every afternoon, Monday-through-Friday, at 4:15 p.m. as Joe Aiello and I bring you all the excitement of Euro ’08 on our daily “River City Sports Euro ’08 Report.” 

 

CBC to drop Canada’s “second national anthem” along with Bob Cole. Sad.

It seems that nobody likes old stuff anymore and I can certainly understand that, especially when it comes to my kids. They’re 24 and 26 and they still roll their eyes when I talk about the good ol’ days of the 1960s when we got our hockey from Ward Cornell, Brian McFarlane, Danny Gallivan, Keith Dancey and the father and son Hewitts.

 

So yeah, I have to admit, I’m an old school kind of guy.

 

I love two things about CBC’s hockey coverage and only two things: The theme music and Bob Cole. Sadly, the rest of it just isn’t as good as it used to be and, frankly, these days I’ll take TSN’s or NBC’s hockey coverage over CBC every single time.

 

Five years ago, I never would have said that. Never would have thought it.

 

But now, the CBC’s claim to the top is under siege — from within as well as from without.

 

While I’d still rather listen to Bob Cole than Mike Emrick (and I don’t mind Mike Emrick), Greg Millen makes me yell at the television (so does TSN’s Glenn Healy so it must be a goalie thing). He talks just to talk. I’m sure he knows he’s not saying anything of any value, but I guess he figures he gets paid to talk so he’s going to talk. He’s the mute button waiting to be clicked. 

 

CBC hasn’t admitted it publicly yet, but all indications are, they’re about to limit Cole’s participation in the telecasts. They’re cutting the wrong guy. 

 

Then there is Don Cherry and Ron MacLean. What’s with that? MacLean is still an outstanding broadcaster, but his sidekick has come unhinged. The Gary-Roberts-is-all-that thing during the playoffs just made you want to call the Canadian Board of Television Relevance (if there is a CRTC out there as it’s rumoured there is, there might as well be a CBTR). The guy played nine minutes a game and hit nothing but the boards. He doesn’t score anymore, can’t handle the puck and was virtually invisible if you watched the NBC telecasts (maybe NBC telecasts a different game from a parallel universe???). But to Cherry and the CBC, Roberts was Sidney Crosby, Evgeni Malkin and Jordan Staal all rolled into one. 

 

Meanwhile, ol’ Don ignored Crosby and most of the Red Wings for reasons known only to him. It’s kind of sad to watch a once-intriguing ex-hockey-coach-turned-broadcaster collapse into his own personal grievances. And the “I-was-only-doing-it-to-help-the-kid,” take on his own criticisms of Crosby sounded a tad disingenuous.

 

Remember when Cherry hit MacLean with an elbow pad a couple of years ago. MacLean needs to return the favour.  

 

Perhaps my kids are right. Perhaps things just get old and Hockey Night in Canada is old. Maybe, what they’re doing here is just trying to get younger. 

 

And if you need more proof, consider this little nugget: The CBC has decided that it’s probably going to drop it’s Hockey Night in Canada theme music because it, evidently, doesn’t like paying a $500 per game fee to the still-living composer in order to claim the rights. This is the same network that pays Cherry and MacLean about a million dollars a year between them to make us crave NBC and TSN, but don’t like the idea of giving $30,000 a year to the woman who created their identity. But hey, it’s taxpayers money, CBC obviously has a mandate to do what it pleases.

 

At first, I lamented CBC’s decision to dump the theme and then I thought, “Well if TSN has a collective brain bigger than a walnut, those folks will start sending cheques to the composer, Dolores Claman, and start using the theme themselves.” TSN’s broadcast crew is already better than CBC’s, they might just as well take the theme music — the best there is and, without argument, Canada’s second national anthem. 

 

Listen, I still love Coley and I don’t hit the mute button when Scott Oake comes on, but the rest of Hockey Night in Canada (don’t get me started on the Toronto Hot Stove) is a waste of good broadcast time. 

 

TSN has long been the superior telecast and now, with an expanded schedule of game coverage, Rogers SportsNet’s pretty extensive coverage of the two Alberta teams and Shaw’s NHL Centre Ice, there is a good chance we all just might forget CBC’s Hockey Night in Canada ever existed.

 

Wings win the Cup. Game 6: Detroit 3 Pittsburgh 2.

OK, so we called it. Big deal. Nothing could have been easier.

 

The Detroit Red Wings won the Stanley Cup in six games with a 3-2 win over the Pittsburgh Penguins at Mellon Arena last night.

 

What more can you say, really? The Wings are the best team in the National Hockey League. Period. They won the President’s Trophy and were the best team all year and Wednesday night, despite a late goal on a power-play (the result of another phantom call by two officials who must have had a wager on the game), they won the Cup on the road by outshooting the Penguins 30-22 and by getting a timely (OK, cheap) winning goal from the great Henrik Zetterberg. 

Still, this one was a no doubter. Zetterberg was a wonderful choice as the Conn Smythe Trophy winner and it was great to see old Dallas Drake get his first Stanley Cup after 16 years in the game.

Congratulations, as well, to Darren Helm and Derek Meech, the two Manitobans who contributed to Detroit’s fourth Cup in 11 years.

Granted, Pittsburgh was full marks for taking this series six games. After all, with a defence that includes Brooks Orpik, Rob Scuderi and Hal Gill, it was amazing that they had the bullets to win the Eastern Conference championship. Heck, young Meech, the eighth defenceman in Detroit, would be the fourth D-man in Pittsburgh.

Detroit was clearly the better team. They forechecked better, they skated better and they created more chances to win. They were tougher in the neutral zone, broke out quicker and beat a brilliant Marc-Andre Fleury enough times to win another title.

They even won that title with shaky ol’ Chris Osgood in net. Good on ‘em

Now, watch out for Pittsburgh. If they improve their defensive unit, they’ll start winning Stanley Cups, and they’ll win them for a long, long time. 

But mark my words. They won’t win any at all until that defence gets better.

Talking points: Prevent defence. It doesn’t work in football and it sure doesn’t work in hockey.

After thinking about Pittsburgh’s 4-3 triple-overtime victory over Detroit in Game 6 of the Stanley Cup, here are five talking points to discuss amongst yourselves…

 

1. Assuming that the NHL really wanted a Game 6 on NBC this week, was there some kind of conspiracy to change the way the game was officiated in overtime so that phantom goaltender interference penalties (and not dives) would be called just to give the Penguins a couple of OT power-plays? My answer is no, simply because I have never been given any evidence that the NHL is smart enough to concoct a conspiracy (see the report on ticket revenue in the Toronto Star).

 

2. Marc-Andre Fleury doesn’t get enough credit. On Monday night, the shots were 58-32 in favour of Detroit. The Red Wings dominated the game. Still, Pittsburgh won. On 92-CITI-FM on Monday morning, Joe and I asked fans to suggest a Conn Smythe Trophy winner. The overwhelming number of respondents chose Detroit goalie Chris Osgood. That suggests to me that most people who phone radio stations haven’t been watching the Stanley Cup final.

 

3. Sidney Crosby is as good as the hype.

 

4. If you get a four-minute power-play in overtime, you should win the game. But the game never should have reached overtime.

 

5. I have a theory. It goes like this: I’d make a horrible football owner because I’d write into my coach’s contract that the moment he went into “prevent defence,” I could fire him on the spot and replace him with myself. Crazy? I don’t think so. That’s because, I believe that after you’ve beaten the crap out of a team for 59 minutes, why fall back into a defensive shell, in fear of what they might do to you? Sorry, coach, but you keep kicking the crap out of them until they curl up into the fetal position and yell “Momma!!!” Detroit gave us the hockey equivalent of prevent defence on Monday and as a result the Wings blew a 3-2 lead in the dying seconds and lost in overtime (and might have lost the Cup, as a result). Playing any sport scared is an invitation to the other team to come and beat the bee-jeezus out of you. No matter what happened in overtime on Monday night, Detroit lost Game 5 in the final 10 minutes of regulation. 

Penguins get breaks and better goaltending. Game 5: Pittsburgh 4 Detroit 3 (3 OT).

Nothing better than three power plays (the last one potentially four minutes long) in overtime. Eventually you’ll win.

 

That’s what made the difference for the Pittsburgh Penguins late last night and, with the Pens 4-3 triple overtime victory over a Red Wings team that outshot them 58-32, we’ll get more hockey this week. That’s not a bad thing.

 

So, let me digest “the best thing that ever happened to the NHL” — and I say that with all the sincerity of a gambler facing an opponent who knows the cards are marked — before making a final assessment on Tuesday morning.

 

In the meantime, throw all this into a blender and turn it on: Marc-Andre Fleury was magnificent and Chris Osgood was not. The Wings decision to play prevent defence with a 3-2 lead in the final 10 minutes of regulation time was disastrous. Toss in a couple of phantom goaltender interference calls in OT and an overtime decision by the officials to make hitting-from-behind legal again. And always remember that the league really, really, really needed at least one more game on NBC. Smell that…it has the odour of a PIttsburgh win. 

 

We’ll digest that cocktail and hook up tomorrow. I’m on the radio in less than six hours.

Penguins get breaks and better goaltending. Game 5: Pittsburgh 4 Detroit 3 (3 OT).

Nothing better than three power plays (the last one potentially four minutes long) in overtime. Eventually you’ll win.

 

That’s what made the difference for the Pittsburgh Penguins late last night and, with the Pens 4-3 triple overtime victory over a Red Wings team that outshot them 57-28, we’ll get more hockey this week. That’s not a bad thing.

 

So, let me digest “the best thing that ever happened to the NHL” — and I say that with all the sincerity of a gambler facing an opponent who knows the cards are marked — before making a final assessment on Tuesday morning.

 

In the meantime, throw all this into a blender and turn it on: Marc-Andre Fleury was magnificent and Chris Osgood was not. The Wings decision to play prevent defence with a 3-2 lead in the final 10 minutes of regulation time was disastrous. Toss in a couple of phantom goaltender interference calls in OT and an overtime decision by the officials to make hitting-from-behind legal again. And always remember that the league really, really, really needed at least one more game on NBC. Smell that…it has the odour of a PIttsburgh win. 

 

We’ll digest that cocktail and hook up tomorrow. I’m on the radio in less than six hours.

Despite the officials’ odd calls and the media’s cheers, Wings on the verge of Stanley Cup. Game 4: Detroit 2, Pittsburgh 1.

Congratulations to referees Mark Joannette and Brad Watson. It was apparent from the opening faceoff that if Joannette and Watson could get the Pittsburgh Penguins enough power play opportunities, the Pens could win Game 4 of the Stanley Cup final and send the series back to Detroit all even at 2-2.

 

So Joannette and Watson did their jobs. Dallas Drake, Brian Rafalski, Kris Draper, Brett Lebda and Johan Franzen were all sent to the penalty box in the first period. Sure, their infractions were penalties — well, sort of — but the fact that most of the stuff was going both ways didn’t have any effect on the officials’ inexorable march toward complete homerism.

 

Sadly — what happens in these situations as often as as not — the Pens didn’t co-operate. Even though only three Penguins were penalized (gotta make it look good, right?), the game was still tied 1-1 after 20 minutes. Sure, Pittsburgh got that big power-play goal to open the scoring, but somehow, at even strength, Nicklas Lidstrom tied it. Damn that even strength.

 

Now, let’s be fair, the officials certainly couldn’t be criticized. After all, they bought into the media hype. They bought into the league’s apparent delight in having Pittsburgh tie up the series (a delight created by the mainstream media). They even bought into hockey’s latest myth — which is Gary Roberts according to Don Cherry. Heck, Joannette and Watson even gave the Penguins a two-man advantage for a minute and 26 seconds in the third period!. That’s unheard of in a Stanley Cup playoff game. 

 

Didn’t matter. The Red Wings were just too good. Detroit won Game 4, 2-1 on Saturday night. Despite fewer power-plays and NO two-man advantages, the Wings outshot Pittsburgh 30-23 and even outhit the bigger, younger Pens 35-33.

 

Even though Detroit had eight minor penalties to Pittsburgh’s five in the first, even though the Pens had a long two-man advantage in the third, it didn’t matter. Even on the other guy’s ice, the Red Wings were just too good.

 

The Pens had everything going for them on Saturday: Home ice advantage, a place where they’d won nine straight in the playoffs; an international mainstream media that was virtually leading their cheers; a coach who had been given hours of meeting time with the NHL’s brass so he could whine about obstruction calls; more power play opportunities (6-3); and even Sidney Crosby (the NHL’s real “latest myth”).

 

And still they couldn’t outplay a President’s Trophy-winning Red Wings team that is destined to win the Cup. 

 

Again, I couldn’t care less who wins this thing (Detroit? Pittsburgh? Doesn’t affect my life), but after awhile, this media cheerleading for the Penguins has become annoying. C’mon guys. 

 

In Game 3, Marc-Andre Fleury was spectacular and Crosby was out there almost by himself. No question, those were brilliant performances. 

 

But in every other aspect of Game 3, Detroit was clearly the better team. There was really no reason to believe that Pittsburgh was suddenly going to get back in the series. Crosby got away from Draper et al and scored twice and Fleury stood on his head, but that was it. Evgeni Malkin was invisible (again). The Pittsburgh defence was confused. This “awesome” forecheck and “fearsome” hitting (the media’s words) got them a meagre 24 shots and they were barely in the game in the third period.

 

Saturday night, despite every reason to believe the Penguins had been handed a playoff game on a platter by two officials who really got caught up in the hype, Pittsburgh fell at home. Now, in four playoff games, Detroit has outshot the Penguins 134-88 (36-19, 34-22, 34-24, 30-23).

 

Everybody likes a good story and the Pittsburgh Penguins are a good story. But if you like a good (great?) hockey team, the Detroit Red Wings proved how good they were despite all odds on Saturday night.