VANCOUVER — It’s a mood-swingy business, hockey.
Too many games mean too many opportunities to go from paroxysms of joy after a win to the depths of despair (yes, quoting Anne of Green Gables here) after an unsightly loss.
The good news, if you call it that, about the Vancouver Canucks’ pattern of these more than occasional pratfalls of late is that it allows a bigger picture to emerge.
Alas, it’s kind of a black velvet painting, with more than a few dogs.
After a decade of riding fairly high (by Canadian team standards), the Canucks are in the dumper, but good.