Showing posts with label NHL. Show all posts
Showing posts with label NHL. Show all posts

Wednesday, March 19, 2008

Fail.



This happened in one of my lacrosse games once. The defender that scored celebrated by smoking a cigarette in the middle of gameplay directly afterwards. In the world of club lacrosse, that's evidently completely legal.

Monday, February 11, 2008

People We Love: Georges Laraque

"You want to do it? Square up? Ok. Good luck man."



Laraque is currently the NHL's best enforcer, playing most games simply to protect Sidney Crosby and fight random foreigners. While he's a decent player who can score as well (22 points in 2007), his clear strength is protecting the Penguins' young stars. And he's damn good at it too. According to hockeyfights.com (evidently the leading source for hockey fight win/loss percentages, likely also the only source), he's undefeated since 2005, going 27-0-2.

However, while Laraque is a competent player and consummate gentleman on the ice, he lacks the one quality that makes an enforcer truly great; batshit insanity.

Bob Probert had it - punching Tom Barasso's facemask off before attacking a player who was being held stomach down on the ice by a referee.


Tie Domi definitely had it - fighting a fan that fell into the penalty box after repeatedly taunting him:


Laraque? Well he's not quite there. Yet.

Sliced Throat Makes Hockey Relevant Again

Just like Jack the Ripper shed light upon the working girls of London, a story of slit throats is bringing the NHL into the spotlight (si.com's top story!)


Skating to the bench while losing pints of blood? The only way that this could have been more badass is if he fought a bear on the way.

Florida Panthers forward Richard Zednik is in stable condition today after a freak injury that gashed open his throat. Zednik was injured when he was clipped by the skate of upended teammate Olli Jokinen. Fortunately, the skate only sliced the carotid artery and not the jugular, somehow giving him the ability to skate back to his bench and stave off death. If there's anything I've learn from Lost, it's that eastern Europeans are basically invincible, and this just proves that point.


Did somebody kill a badger on the ice?

It took crews 15 minutes to scrape all the blood off the ice, no doubt giving the young children in attendance fodder for their nightmares for years to come. A foolproof way to turn your kids off sports in their developing stages is to show them a live event where a player nearly bleeds to death in the middle of it. Last night, Buffalo saw the birth of a thousand new Magic: The Gathering players. And even that may not be safe enough.

Well Zednik, that's what you get for playing hockey for a warm-weather city. If this game was in Florida you would have had to have prayed that one of the hundred or so fans in attendance was a doctor.

Monday, January 28, 2008

NHL All-Star Game is a Thriller, Earns as Much Press as Dana Jacobsen's Return to Cold Pizza

















Congratulations! You play a sport no one cares about.

The NHL held it's all-star game last night, and with its only recognizable star, Sidney Crosby, missing due to injury, evidently no one cared. Judging by their headlines, ESPN.com has equated the game to Chris Webber's NBA return (to single handedly destroy the Warriors' chemistry) and Dana Jacobson's return to Cold Pizza after showing her disdain for Jesus at Mike and Mike's Celebrity Roast (the woman works with Skip Bayless and Woody Paige everyday; technically she's a saint anyway, I doubt God minded that much).

Of course, it didn't help that the All-Star game was shown on Versus, unpopular sports' response to the NFL Network. Despite constant ads that reminded me which channel Vs. is on (72 or 34), I still got lost and ended up watching Tremors three times in a row. Hopefully I'll find it soon, since I don't want to miss out on my Mountain West college sports, competitive cycling, Cal Ripken World Series (really, they televise this), American's Cup, and old episodes of Survivor.

Take a look at that list, NHL. This is what you've become. You're just a few years away from becoming a big budget rival of the International Federation of Competitive Eating.

Oh yeah, the East won, 8-7. Eric Staal won MVP honors, presumably earning him a bag of turnips or whatever NHL players like. Denim jackets? A case of Busch camo-cans? Ah, a truck. Well I guess that makes sense.