I may be going out on a limb here, but I'm guessing Ron Wilson may want to take a few moments and start pricing out moving truck rental rates.
Sooner or later, and I'd put my money on the former, the Sharks' coach is going to be out of a job.
With apologies to Dionne Warwick, Wilson may be getting close to being shown the way out of San Jose.
As of this morning, the Sharks still find themselves on the top perch in the Pacific, sure. On the flip side, the only reason they are in first is that the rest of the division is slightly more inept than they are.
As the season inches towards the quarter pole, the Sharks are playing at a virtual point-per-game clip, a pace that is making the so-called experts look quite amateurish. This isn't the way a consensus Stanley Cup favorite pick proves its mettle.
One thing for sure: If the Sharks continue to loiter alongside the likes of Columbus, Dallas and St. Louis in the West, Wilson will be falling on his sword.
That much is a given.
Flirting with a playoff spot may be a welcome approach in some parts, but not San Jose. This is a team built for a Cup parade and their start hasn't inspired anyone to plan out a route just yet.
Of course, the blame doesn't lie with Wilson, just as it didn't when Bob Hartley got the pink slip in Atlanta a few weeks back. But coaches, even good ones, get gassed when their charges underachieve.
Now, for the record, any team captained by Joe Thornton cannot be written off so easily, but after Thornton, there isn't a whole lot to get excited about. After being fortunate to get paired with Thornton in the past couple of years, Jonathan Cheechoo is proving he is indeed a one-hit wonder incapable of providing any offense when not on the receiving end of Thornton's passes.
It may be a stretch to say the noose is tightening around Wilson's throat but slowly he is being led to the gallows.
And it may not be long before they drop the trap door.