He came from the depths. Once a mere mortal, now the heartland's one true avenger arises. It's a bird, it's a plane, it's...Ken Hitchcock?
Speaking of birds, I am eating crow as I write this. I was one of a vocal majority who felt it was high time for Ken Hitchcock to go. He was a very winning coach during the regular season, but his lone Stanley Cup was barely visible in the rear view mirror. It felt like time had passed him by. The NHL wasn't a defensive grind it out league like it once was. Players from the top line to the bottom had to be able to score like a Hull and skate like Michelle Kwan.