What a bummer. They went down fighting to the very final seconds–I did the two-handed hair-grab and futile stare at the sky as the puck rolled past Osgood and across the goal mouth–but Detroit has just been too overwhelming this series. I haven’t seen stifling defense like that since the New Jersey trap era. Props […]
You know, I was all set to write the Pens’ obituary, and yet I should not have given up on those Frenchies Maxime and Marc-André. And, of course, Sykora with calling the goal. The whole thing was the shiznit. Now they need to avoid coming back and blowing Game 6 by 8-0 or something. And […]
I can barely even watch this, dudes. There are a few too many spectacular saves for comfort.
The crowd enthusiasm coming through tonight was amazing. I wanted to jump through my TV screen and beat up an octopus.
We’re up in the new place after our three-leg, two-vehicle, 921-mile journey out to Illinois. Things are mostly unpacked, but more than anything I’m glad the moving part is over. I managed just fine with the U-Haul truck. The testosterone highlight of the trip for me was when one of the movers asked me, “Who […]
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: As much as I love seeing a Penguins goal, watching the Flyers get angry and frustrated is even more rewarding. I can see now that neither team is going to physically overpower the other on the way to victory, and that the series is really going to turn […]
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 […]
It’s been a while since something substantive. So here you go: Hillary’s defeat in Indiana and North Carolina is, as previously mentioned, a Pyrrhic victory for the Obama camp. I can’t predict if she’ll quit early–I personally think she won’t, and will ride it out to the convention’s bitter end–but it almost doesn’t matter. Things […]
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. 87 Is the Loneliest Number