When the Men’s US Olympic Hockey team was announced following the Winter Classic on New Year’s Day, I have to admit, I wasn’t too impressed. I would have liked to see a little more veteran presence – it’s a very young squad with little Olympic experience, but I should have known better than to doubt Team USA GM Brian Burke. Going a perfect 3-0 in their qualification games, this group of kids has shown beyond a shadow of a doubt that they deserve to be counted. In one of the most highly anticipated games in Canadian hockey history, the USA vs. Canada game last Sunday further solidified this team’s chances at medal hopes while delivering a crushing blow to the Canadians who laugh at the idea of American hockey.
American goalie Ryan Miller (Buffalo Sabres) was spectacular in the game, making 42 saves, while his counterpart, Martin Brodeur (New Jersey Devils) stopped only 19 shots. I’m questioning Canada coach Mike Babcock’s decision to keep Brodeur in net considering he was mediocre at best when Canada required four rounds of a shootout to defeat Switzerland in their second game of qualification play. Brodeur may be the NHL’s all-time leader in regular-season wins, but backup goalie Roberto Luongo is not exactly, well…a backup goalie. I imagine there has to be some pressure on Babcock to get Luongo some play considering Canada didn’t exactly roll over any of their opponents, not to mention Luongo is the hometown hero, playing for the Vancouver Canucks during the regular season.
The women’s hockey tournament has been a little odd – I know that typically high scoring games are exciting to watch, but is scoring 18 goals in a game really necessary? Where’s the mercy rule? I can’t really get too excited about these games where it becomes obvious after the first five minutes who’s going to win. I watched the first two periods of the Canada vs. Sweden game last week and it wasn’t exciting at all…13-1? Really?
I’m going to venture a couple of predictions here…I’m going to call Russia vs. USA for the men’s gold medal match and I’m going to say the Canadian women will repeat. Just sayin…
The Winter Olympics are in full swing, and so far it looks like Team USA is running away with the Medal Count. Despite the amazing feats by Apollo Ohno, Bodie Miller and the US Mens Hockey Team, I find myself captivated, by of all things Curling.
Im so into it that I dont want the Olympics to end. If DirecTV had a Curling Package, lets say it was called Extra Ends, I would so be a subscriber. But sadly, after the 27th, Ill likely have to wait another four years to get my fix.
For the first time in months, Tiger Woods stepped in front of a camera and addressed the nation. But sadly, his performance left much to be desired. Sure, he apologized and admitted he had more work to do in repairing his marriage. But very little of what he said came across as sincere and genuine.
Many praised him for what he did Charlie Rymer of the Golf Channel even choked up afterward on the air. Some said he looked robotic, but to me, he just looked like a guy who could barely read.
Most of all, though, his unwillingness to take even one question at any point speaks volumes about the delusional world in which he still lives. He doesnt owe anyone anything but at the same time, his unwillingness to truly open up just adds fuel to the tabloids which are stalking him and his family.
The Winter Olympics started this weekend and women all over the world lost their shit. In what can only be described as a mix of a Taylor Swift concert with a Twilight premier combined with Brad Pitt sensibilities, Couples Figure Skaters engaged in the short program this weekend.
Husbands, boyfriends, and overzealous single men will be forced to “pay attention to how graceful that is” for the next fortnight. Known to some as the World Cup for Vaginas, Figure Skating is rocking the foundation of what is normal in everyday society.
Many men find they may feel like complete idiots for the next week or so. With no idea of how figure skaters are scored, men are relegated to such phrases as:
“They really stuck that landing.”
“I can see that guy’s package.”
“Isn’t’ Project Runway on?”
Meanwhile, women will relay that that “Zayak Rule” disallows skaters from repeating the same triple or quadruple jump continuously in their free skating program.
Well, I have to go now. My petite female counterpart just polished off the last chicken wing and went into the bathroom with the Sunday paper. I’m off to do the dishes now. She doesn’t appreciate what I do around here anymore.
I can’t wait for baseball season.
Well, we are sneaking up to trade deadline time. This usually means a great deal of rumors with most, if not all, never panning out. Some years the trade-deadline-buzz flat out fails to deliver. It is following that same path this year. While talk of Amare to Cleveland or Ray Allen being exiled abound, we are left with some lack luster news. The Clippers got rid of Marcus Camby for Scott Blake and Travis Outlaw.
While the trade does get the Blazers a Center that isn’t currently in crutches or naked on the internet, it doesn’t lift them into the playoff picture at all. From the Clippers standpoint… Wow, did you see that..? I actually stopped caring mid-sentence there.
Meanwhile, some teams are on the hot seat to make a trade. Boston is going through some growing pains. They seem to be a bit old or too dysfunctional to challenge for the title as currently designed. I guess things look that way when you lose half time leads to the lowly Hornets. They remind me of Carrie Fisher in When Harry Met Sally… You could see the inevitable aging happen on screen, right before your eyes. And so it is with the Celtics. With every game, they look more and more like a middle-aged white woman.
I know I should be pleased with myself picking New Orleans to win, but Im still having a tough time coming to terms with the idea of the Saints as Super Bowl Champs. What’s next, the Detroit Lions?
I’m sure Peyton feels terrible throwing that pick-six, but something tells me Archie and Eli werent too upset about it. Keeps Peyton”s head from getting any bigger than it already is.
If you’re anything like me you have been waiting patiently for a blow up from Ron Artest. We were almost treated to one late last week. Ron-Ron took offense to being held up by Joey Graham and almost socked his face.
The above clip is particularly delightful for a number of reasons. My favorites are as follows:
Joel Myers reaction of “ooo” when Artest spun and fired the haymaker is priceless. In that instant he was really saying. “No Ron, for the love of god they will suspend you for the entire season!”
But what is magical is the debate between Stu Lantz, the color commentator for the Lakers and Joel Myers on why there was a technical. When Myers fails to illustrate that almost hitting someone with a closed fist isn’t enough, they decide it’s the playful shove of the face that did it in the end.
Either way I am now glued to the TV for every game, as I am sure Artest is one ticky-tack foul away from going mailman on everyone.
Brooklyn Decker was named the latest Sports Illustrated Swimsuit Cover Model on last nights Late Show with David Letterman. And though Dave gets all the credit, Brooklyn should really be thanking Dan Patrick.
Sports Illustrated knows the power Dan wields over sports fans the world over, and wisely chose one of his favorite swimsuit models for this years honor.
The edition hits newsstands Wednesday, and the cover will surely make it on Dans wall of morale soon after.
PS… Here’s a sweet pic of McLovin from the Dan Patrick Show partying in Vegas with Swimsuit model Anne V.
When I was young girl, the Super Bowl almost always sucked. Year after year we were stuck with one blow out after another. But at least the commercials made up for the terrible games. Now it seems like we get great Super Bowls year in and year out, but somewhere along the line, the commercials have gone to hell.
I’m still recovering from the party I attended last night, but in between sips of coffee and popping Tylenol this morning, I wanted to take a moment to share my thoughts on what everyone loves about the Super Bowl… The Commercials.
All in all, I felt it was a pretty down year for Super Bowl Commercials. So many of them had what appeared to be a great setup, but fell apart when it came time to show the advertiser. Coke’s ad featuring The Simpsons comes to mind in that department. Also, most of CBS’ in house ads were especially awful… enough with Neil Patrick Harris, already!
For the record, there were only three commercials I really enjoyed. The Doritos spot with the little boy slapping his mother’s date, telling him to keep his hands off his moma and his Doritos. That was funny and cute.
Also, there was a commercial with Brett Favre where he was accepting the 2020 NFL MVP. I have no idea what the ad was for, but it was great to see him having fun at his own expense.
And my last pick is an exception to the earlier statement I made about the in house ads for CBS… How in the world did they get Jay Leno to do a spot for The Late Show with David Letterman? And while we’re at it, how did NBC allow it to happen? Is there some kind of Quid Pro Quo where Letterman will be in an ad for the Tonight Show during the Olympics? Crazy!
Anyway, those are my thoughts. A little later I may actually feel up to talking about the game itself.