from Bruce Arthur of the National Post, Luke Schenn walked out in a white shirt and a blue tie and black overcoat and he looked directly into the cameras and said, “I got no excuse for it. It’s just a bad play.” The slow start? “That’s obviously my fault,” he said. “One hundred percent, I’ll take the blame for that.” His nose might be perpetually crooked, just around the bridge, but Schenn told it straight.
The directness was jarring, if only because that’s not standard operating practice around here these days. It doesn’t matter that Brian Burke didn’t make a big move at the NHL trade deadline, because almost nobody made a big move at the NHL trade deadline. If you want to criticize the general manager of the Toronto Maple Leafs, then the NHL’s Cold War deadline is not the place to start. Or to finish, either.
But as this season has skidded onto yet another ledge, next to yet another early April abyss, this organization has become an exercise in excuses, in misdirection and in inc