The Bruins have slipped to 11th overall in the East in points percentage (.522) as of Monday morning.
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In critical need of an emotional spark, their playoff hopes slip slidin’ away, the Bruins on Monday plucked journeyman forward Vinni Lettieri out of AHL Providence in the hopes that the ex-University of Minnesota standout can help cure what ails them.
That’s a mighty tall order for the diminutive (5 feet 9 inches), right-shot center, and frankly, way over Lettieri’s pay grade (NHL minimum $775,000). Frankly, it’s too much for anyone else wearing that Spoked-B right now.
Something’s got to give, and that certain something has to be bigger than the Bruins’ cousin Vinni.
With the Lightning in town Tuesday night, , the 29-year-old Lettieri likely will line up as the No. 3 line center, flanked by
Trent Frederic (LW) and
newcomer Oliver Wahlstrom (RW).
All of that, and everything else in a 21-19-5 season parked at the edge of the DNQ badlands, is subject to the whim and discernment of interim coach Joe Sacco.
What the Bruins need to see most, fresh off curtailing their 0-5-1 winless streak with
Saturday’s 4-3 overtime trimming of the Panthers, is a blend of fire and focus absent since the puck dropped on the new season Oct. 8 in Sunrise.
It wasn’t there in October, November, or December, and now, midway through January, the Bruins remain a play without passion, having slipped in the standings to 11th in the East in points percentage (.522) as of Monday morning.
It has been very difficult to watch, at times excruciating, a Bruins team gone listless and bland, exhibiting little of the franchise’s trademark snarl, even less in the way of scoring touch.
In Saturday’s win, what they did most was watch, as the Panthers pounded 111 shots in Jeremy Swayman’s direction while the Bruins mustered but 39 at Sergei Bobrovsky. How they walked out of that shooting gallery with a W can be described by only one word: hockey. It was a classic case in how sometimes the numbers just don’t add up.
With 37 games to go in the regular season, the Bruins desperately need a course correction, a substantive roster move, something more impactful than digging Wahlstrom out of the waiver dumpster (Dec. 14) and swapping bottom-six parts, such as Marc McLaughlin (out) for Lettieri (enter and sign in, please).
A month gone by since the Wahlstrom claim, things only have grown worse. A Mason Lohrei goal in Tampa on Thursday snapped a mind-numbing 16-game goal drought by the defensemen. Other than David Pastrnak (a pair of goals in three of the last five games), and Morgan Geekie (6-5–11 over the last 14 games), the offensive engine comprised of the top six forwards has sputtered along worse than the model-T variety Henry Ford was still pushing when the Bruins opened for business in 1925.
Can anyone currently in Black and Gold crank over that engine? Not by the looks of the first 98 days of the 2024-25 season.
To date, Cam Neely (team president) and Don Sweeney (general manager) have remained decidedly backstage, other than when they canned coach Jim Montgomery when things stood at 8-9-3 after seven weeks. Sacco has delivered slightly better (13-10-2), while still unable to improve on the failing-and-risible numbers of the power play and the penalty kill.
“We’re not having success,” said Marchand, without a goal (0-3–3) over the last nine games, “because we don’t always outwork the penalty kill — that’s where it needs to start. If you work harder than the penalty kill, then you’ll find opportunities to make plays and capitalize. We have to be better in that area.”
In that moment, had the Bruins’ bench paid attention, the club’s 36-year-old captain, in game No. 1,074 on a Saturday afternoon in mid-January, proved he was in it to win it. Classic Marchand compete.
Anyone younger (note: that’s everybody) could have looked at Marchand and figured, “Hmm, OK, maybe I’ll channel a little bit of that good hate, too.” But, no, the best battle of the day played out virtually unnoticed, or unappreciated, and the 111-39 drubbing remained in progress.
Marchand provided the pulse, but the transplant failed. What more do we need to know?
It’s clear, the team that Neely and Sweeney built just doesn’t have it. Forty-five games and nearly 100 days gone by, the sample size is sufficient and damning.
What we have here is a Black and Gold iteration hauntingly reminiscent of the late-1990s squads that led to the No. 1 pick (Joe Thornton) in ‘97 and, eventually, to franchise icon Ray Bourque asking to have his ticket mercifully punched out of town less than 36 months later (March 2000).
It’s now time for Neely and Sweeney to fix it with a substantial, impactful, course-correcting trade. If they can’t, a DNQ is a virtual certainty, the crowds and TV ratings will dwindle, and the rolling thunder of disappointment will resonate all the way to Buffalo, where club owner Jeremy Jacobs is about to turn 85.
No one can like what has played out with the team he bought 50 years ago.