On July 3, 2012, I was part of a Star Tribune stakeout of the Minneapolis-St. Paul Airport in hopes of tracking down Zach Parise.
I was stationed near baggage claim, ready to accost one the Minnesota native and one of the NHL's hottest free agents, with the obvious question: So, are you going to sign here?
About 25 minutes into the quest, Parise and his wife Alisha – at the time his fiancé – descended an escalator. I peppered him with questions, which he graciously answered (twice, in fact, for a couple of them after I botched a very shaky phone video the first time and asked him for a second go-round in which my thumb appears in the corner but which was still picked up nationally).
The upshot was that he said he hadn't made a decision yet, but it sure seemed like momentum was building. A day later, Parise and Ryan Suter signed those twin 13-year, $98 million contracts that have come to define the Wild for about 7.5 years – a fitting number since that's also roughly the cap hit for both players in each of those 13 seasons.
The goal that day was clear: Return the Wild beyond relevancy and bring the Stanley Cup to the State of Hockey for more than just those ceremonial one-day visits opposing native players have in the summers after they win it.
If the dual signings represented a swing for the fences, to borrow a baseball term often broadly applied to other topics and sports, the acquisitions of Parise and Ryan Suter have amounted more to a medium-deep fly ball caught just short of the warning track.
An impressive sellout streak and six consecutive trips to the playoffs … but just two playoff series wins to show for it, and a trophy case has never come close to housing the Cup. Now a backslide, and maybe a rebuild.
With that as a backdrop, it was interesting to watch Wild fans react in real-time to credible reports that Parise could be on the move Monday in a trade to the Islanders.