3-0! | May 14th, 2008
One more and it’s on to Detroit. (Sorry, Kuper, but things just aren’t looking good for your boys.)
One more and it’s on to Detroit. (Sorry, Kuper, but things just aren’t looking good for your boys.)
Back for the second time this weekend:
Happy Mother’s Day!

Ron Cook is being a little too optimistic in his Post-Gazette column today, but I agree it was a dominant performance by the Pens last night. I have to give it up to Evgeni Malkin, who not only had two goals (including that blistering slap-shot from about ten feet) but put a big hit on Braydon Coburn and jumped right in when Derian Hatcher tried to get a fight going. The guy is unquestionably the Penguins’ playoff MVP and seems only to be improving. It’s still par for the Flyers course to lose Game 1 in these playoffs, so we’ll see.
An odd moment of the night was when one of the announcers was talking about RJ Umberger growing up in Pittsburgh in the ’80s. “Growing up around here in Pittsburgh, idolizing Mario Lemieux in Lemieux’s greatest days — man, it’s unimaginable what that would be like.” Yes, what Pittsburgh native between the ages of 20 and 35 could ever imagine what it would be like to live in such a fantasy land.
It’s been a while since something substantive. So here you go:
Today the Mrs. went to see Made of Honor, starring Lucius Vorenus and Dr. Octagon of “Grey’s Anatomy”. Fortunately I had to work, so I was spared the trip. I was later informed that the movie was a great example of what I hate most about romantic comedies: the innocent victim.
The innocent victim is exactly what he (usually a he) sounds like: somebody who does absolutely nothing wrong, but gets dumped (often at the altar!) simply because he’s not the star. Lucius Vorenus’ character was apparently smart, handsome, successful, athletic and considerate, yet he still got dumped right in the middle of his vows so some reluctant lurker could come along and steal the show. Then the movie ends, and we’re supposed to be happy that some homewrecker ran roughshod over the type of dependable dude who keeps this great nation running. (This MSNBC article does a good job of illustrating this.) “But he just wasn’t right for her,” the ladies are saying. So? How do you know he realized that? Even Patrick Dempsey himself played this role, in Sweet Home Alabama (ugh). Other famous examples are Bill Paxton in Sleepless in Seattle and that other “Grey’s Anatomy” dude playing a weird Italian guy in The Wedding Planner (a really, really, really awful movie). Life is unfair, but these movies want us to cheer when this is demonstrated to us yet again. F that.
My piece on Sidney Crosby and hockey’s TV fix just posted today to Slate. Go check it out if you’re into the NHL, and even if you’re not, there’s stuff in there for you too.
NHL.com informs me that the Flyers just won Game 7 over the Capitals in overtime tonight, 3-2. I had to check that online because the game is inexplicably blacked out here in DC. It was a home game, so maybe it didn’t sell out. But I can’t find any explanation online, so if I were a Capitals fan, I would sure be mad pissed.
What really matters is the Penguins defeating the Rangers, and particularly fashion maven Sean Avery. I’ve watched this about ten times and still can’t believe your boy thought to do what he did:
Avery already has a history with Crosby, too.
I can’t think of some clever fashion-industry diss on Avery, but I’m sure one is out there somewhere — the web is a large place. Go Pens!
4-0 = the shiz.





















And now for my quick predictions:
Eastern Conference

Pittsburgh-Ottawa: 4-1 Penguins

Montreal-Boston: 4-2 Canadiens

Washington-Philadelphia: 4-3 Flyers

New York-New Jersey: 4-0 Rangers (sadly)
Western Conference (which admittedly I barely follow)

Detroit-Nashville: 4-1 Red Wings

San Jose-Calgary: 4-3 Flames

Colorado-Minnesota: 4-2 Avalanche

Anaheim-Dallas: 4-3 Ducks