Until the end of the Where Angels Fear to Tread game between Chicago and Nashville, I’d never given much thought to Blackhawks defenseman Michal Rozsival.
I suspect the big Czech would be fine with that. He’s the kind of blueliner who does his job quietly and respectfully and would rather not draw too much attention.
But in the waning minutes of overtime, Rozsival had a clear lane to the net from his spot on the point and he let rip a shot which, generously, could be described as threatening, in that it was in the vague direction of the net. It was not apace, it was not speedy, it was not hard. It sputtered and skidded to Pekka Rinne’s pad and, for some reason, he skittered it away, right back to Rosie. Perhaps Rinne knew that putting the puck back on Rozsival’s stick was safer than risking a last-second face-off.
And again, Rozsival locked, loaded and let loose a repeat performance of that powerless attempt. Rinne made the easy save, the clock hit zeroes and it was off to a shooout.