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Captain Classy

Wednesday, June 17th, 2009

By Jeffrey Petts

The Pittsburgh Penguins defeated my beloved Detroit Red Wings in the most-watched Stanley Cup Finals game in 36 years. Witnessing your favorite team falter with a 2-0 lead in a seven-game series is painful. Having them lose to a team ‘led’ by the NHL’s poster boy is worse.

Let’s call a spade a spade… Sidney Crosby is a very, very gifted player. He’s a great playmaker and scorer. Crosby also has a lot of charisma and the NHL is doing their best to capitalize on that. Considering his age, Crosby is only going to get better. He’s the youngest captain to win a Stanley Cup. He’s going to be around for a while. Now that he’s got his name onto the Cup, the NHL will promptly start the campaign to have Crosby considered one of the hockey greats.

(Watching the CBC feed of the game, as the clocked ticked 0:00, the Canadian announcer cheered, “Sidney Crosby and the Pittsburgh Penguins win the Stanley Cup!” I found this laughable and quipped to a buddy, “Didn’t Crosby stop playing two weeks ago?”)

And this is where the canonization of Kid Crosby becomes troublesome for us few fans (besides those in Pittsburgh and the NHL Offices in Toronto and New York) that still follow the NHL. I’m sure living with a legend is great, but maybe Mario should spend some time teaching the Kid how to be more like a captain. Right off the bat, real captains persevere, they don’t dive.

He’s just a girl…

(It’s funny how many videos there are of Sidney Crosby diving and whining. It’s as if he has a reputation for this type of behavior. Very captainly indeed.)

Between the diving, the whining and some of the little snippy stuff, Crosby isn’t doing anything that isn’t commonplace throughout the league. But most of the time, it’s the players that relish wearing the black hats committing the offenses. It’s hard to be the face of the NHL when many in the league consider you to be a sneak.

This was further demonstrated when Captain Crosby spent the moments following the end of Game 7 by hugging any- and everyone in the Penguins organization. There’s nothing wrong with this except for that whole handshake thing that’s been going on since the beginning of hockey. (This tradition is so ingrained in hockey that beer leagues have handshakes for every game. It’s virtually impossible to be a North American player and not know this is the first order of business.) Though I doubt this was a deliberate snub of the Wings, it does illustrate where Crosby’s head is. Rather than at the front of the line to acknowledge a vanquished foe, he was lollygagging with trainers and hangers-on. A captain should be at the front of that line, leading his team.

One of the storylines from this series was the fact Red Wing Marian Hossa opted for a cheaper one-year contract from Detroit over a long-term deal from the Penguins. When he signed, Hossa said, “…I felt like I would have a little better of a chance to win the Cup in Detroit.” The Penguins organization justifiably felt snubbed. Now that he’s back on the wrong end of another Stanley Cup battle and again facing free agency, where does Hossa stand a year later and a bit wiser? He’s indicated he wants to stay in Detroit. If Hossa does stay, what does that really say about the differences between the Red Wings and Penguins? Maybe some captains instill more confidence than others. Maybe the antics of a certain captain – champion or not – are more than some players want to align with. Marian Hossa might feel disappointment about losing the Cup (again), but he probably doesn’t regret his decision to defect to the other team.

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Quick Hitters

Thursday, March 13th, 2008

By Jeffrey Petts

We haven’t done this is a while. Let’s go back to the well for a quickie.

Bode Miller wins his second World Cup skiing title in four years.
Bode who? Is it 2010 yet? Is this the winter Olympics? No? Well, then America really doesn’t care. Check back with us in a couple years.

Billy Crystal batted leadoff for the Yankees.
I would pitch inside and hard just because this guy lost his ability to hit anything but a softball more than a decade ago.

(And by “softball” I mean he stopped being funny around 1989. Outside of Monsters, Inc, which was aimed at toddlers, ol’ Billy hasn’t produced anything worth watching since When Harry Met Sally, and I give Reiner the credit for that one. Disagree? criticize Daly here but it was Happy Hour and the beer carts run slow on the Bay Hill Club & Lodge. What’s a professional golfer (athlete, HA!) supposed to do?

Joey Harrington gets another NFL contract.
It’s sad when the Atlanta Falcons will do anything to distract fans from the Michael Vick fiasco.

Shelley Duncan doesn’t know why his slide caused a brawl on the field.
Uh, I dunno, Shell. Maybe because nobody has come in with spikes up in the air that obviously since Ty Cobb.
[youtube]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xWc77ELoz0M[/youtube]

Alex Ovechkin continues to light up the NHL.
It’s too bad it’s only like me and three other NHL fans that appreciate Alexander the Great’s feats of prowess. Forget kid Crosby, Alex truly is the iceman cometh.
[youtube]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eorWhtV9Aqk[/youtube]

Pundits say the Cubs might be too good to miss the postseason.
Ha! Hahahahahahahahahahahahahaha! 1996 was the happiest spring of my life. Mind you, I was single, unemployed and broke. Thank the lord for Harry Caray and WGN.

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Quick Hitters

Friday, October 12th, 2007

By Jeffrey Petts

I’m back.

Finding time to write continues to be an ongoing issue and Canon Fodder readers (both of you) have suffered accordingly. If I didn’t manage to crank out a Friday article – even a meager Quick Hitters – friends and family might begin to think something nefarious had happened to me. Let’s see if I can throw one together before turning in for the night.

The Cleveland Indians eliminated the New York Yankees from the baseball playoffs.
Hahahahahahahahaaaaaaa… hahahaha.

A couple of thoughts on this…

Alex Rodriguez – I think he opts out and heads for Los Angeles Angels of Anaheim in Southern California on the West Coast (or whatever they’re calling themselves now). Artie Moreno has been courting A-Rod (unofficially, of course) since 2006 and I’ll bet the slugger is in SoCal by Christmas. I don’t buy rumors of him becoming a Cub mostly because I don’t believe there will be new ownership in place fast enough to get a deal done. The one dark horse in this is the San Francisco Giants. Sans Barry the Bobblehead, the Giants could use a big name to keep the seats occupied while the team retools and Bonds being off the payroll means the Giants have some extra ducats to throw around.

Joe Torre – I have a difficult time believing Torre could be out while Brian Cashman continues to draw a paycheck from the Yankees. Though I’m fairly sure the Yankee bat boy could manage a $200 million payroll to the post-season, I still can’t find fault with Torre for the Yankees’ post-season demise. (A certain player bearing the captain’s ‘C’ hitting into three double plays in two games probably had a bigger impact though the NY media will probably avoid discussing such an unpleasant topic.) The team looked old and the pitching was dreadful for most of the season. Torre deserves some credit for keeping the team focused as they struggled through the first half but I think his leadership skills are greatly over exaggerated. (Nearly $1 billion in payroll since their last world championship buys a lot of wins.) When all is said and done, if Torre keeps his job then the conspiracy theorist in me suspects this was all a ploy to turn attention away from the Yankees’ disappointing finish, the glaring weaknesses of their roster and the lackluster play of the team captain/golden boy.

Miami Dolphin quarterback Trent Green knocked himself out attempting to block an opponent.
Travis Johnson lists at 305 lbs.

[youtube]http://youtube.com/watch?v=zlo4hdSzXQE[/youtube]

A word to the wise; let the 300-pounder run wherever he likes.

Stanford upset second-ranked USC Trojans.
I don’t care how many people attempt to prop this up as the year’s biggest upset, it’s still dwarfed by Appalachian State over Michigan in the Big House. Twenty years from now this will still be the best thing to happen to folks in Boone, North Carolina.

(Granted, the “best” bar is pretty low in Boone, North Carolina.)

The NHL is back in action.
Being an avid hockey fan, it hurts to watch – or in the case of the NHL’s current television deal, not watch – the league’s opening week receive so little fanfare. Maybe holding the season-opening games in London, England wasn’t such a good idea. And if the NHL is having trouble drawing fans in Hockeytown, the league’s in more trouble than they realize. Expansion to Vegas or Kansas City should be the last thing on the table.

Legendary Notre Dame player George Gipp was exhumed for a DNA sample.
Unfortunately there’s absolutely no truth to the rumor “genius” coach Charlie Weis had found a way to use the DNA to clone new Golden Domers to play in front of the partially-obstructed Touchdown Jesus.

On a related note, The New Gold Standard: Charlie Weis and Notre Dame’s Rise to Glory is on sale at Amazon! Get your copy while they last.

Keep checking in on Canon Fodder. I’ll be picking up the writing schedule a bit. (At this point, two articles in the same week would make me feel prolific.)