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Saturday, February 14, 2009
Fronts: Don't make this hate on Nate week
No one's trying to pick on Nathan Moon. He has had seven points in the past two games, both of which the Kingston Frontenacs won to fashion, wait for it, their first winning streak all season.
Then again, the clip of Moon slashing Oshawa's James DeLory, who retaliated with extreme prejudice and got a 12-game suspension, has been all over the Internet. There was Moon, after all that, whacking Brampton's Sergei Grachev last night, and the colour commentator saying, initially, "I don't know why they would call Moon on this."
It only took 54 games and some surpassingly subpar goaltending from the Ottawa 67's Adam Courchaine and Brampton's Thomas McCollum, but the Frontenacs have won two in a row. It's great for the players, who have endured a lot of losing this season, but any excitement is tempered when you look at what some of the other OHL's former drop cases have done this season.
The Erie Otters, whom the Fronts coincidentally play tonight, are running sixth in the stacked Western Conference after being dismal for two seasons (33 points in 2006-07, 40 in '07-08). The other non-playoff team, the Owen Sound Attack, playing in the league's smallest market, are hanging on to the final playoff spot in the West.
The Soo Greyhounds, Kingston's competition in the Crater for Catenacci, Hunt for Harrington or Swoon For Sefton, have also gone younger than Kingston. Ten Greyhounds are 1991 or or '92 birthdate players, compared to just eight of the Frontenacs.
It is important to keep in mind how it works in the world of Fronts owner Doug Springer and GM-for-life Larry Mavety. The bar can be set as low as they like. Twenty-three wins in 68 games last season was enough for Springer to hang the Mission Accomplished banner. This edition of Limestone City Light Brigade has 12 wins with 14 games remaining; if they get to 17-18, they'll the season a success. You better agree, or Nathan Moon might take out one of your ankles.
Just kidding, Mooner. Great game last night; you have to cheer for anyone named Nathan with a birthday on Jan. 4.