Wild chance, Crawford save. Wild chance, Crawford save. Chance, chance, chance, save, save, save. Blackhawk chance, Blackhawk goal. And this concludes my extensive recap of Minnesota’s loss to Chicago on Sunday.
It’s always extra aggravating to lose to Chicago, because when a loss is in progress against that team, it always seems like the end result is just maddeningly predictable. As you watch the game, you’re hoping that the Wild will figure out a way to prove you wrong, and it almost always does something to give you a glimmer of hope that it will (case in point, Mikeal Granlund’s goal in the first minute of the third period to bring Minnesota to within one), but then with one measly mistake, Chicago ices the game (case in point, Marian Hossa casually slapping home a breakaway in that same period, after the Wild had failed to convert on rush after rush… after rush… after rush).