A detailed analysis of the four seconds leading up to Sidney Crosby's gold medal winning goal at the Olympics.
(via Reddit)
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Jason
on Sun 28 Feb 2010 02:34 PM CST
Sunday, January 17
by
Jason
on Sun 17 Jan 2010 07:40 PM CST
I mentioned yesterday that after taking Pace to his first Pat's game,
it seemed like he may have gotten bitten by the hockey bug. Today has
already confirmed it. From demanding his "hockey shirt" (jersey) the
moment he woke up to playing ball hockey in the living room non-stop
throughout the day, I think we've got a fan/player in the making!
Some highlights: - after he takes a shot, he thinks he needs to run and tackle me (maybe confusing hockey and football a bit?) - he also likes to do a full 360 after shooting (maybe confusing hockey and figure skating a bit? - he says he prefers to score goals to stopping them but it's still fun to get him to try to fall down in front the nerf fall we're using (usually about five seconds after the ball has slowly rolled past him) - Shea was playing net at one point and goes "Why do I feel like this is the first of many, many times I'll be doing this." (Because it is.) - he's got a pretty good shot for a little guy. Lucky we're using a nerf ball as he even managed to raise it a couple times! - when I try to sneak onto the couch and get on the computer, he commands "On the ice, daddy!" and points to the carpeted floor with his stick (maybe he'll be a coach instead of a player?) - Shea's not happy about this but somewhere in there, I also taught him how to throw a punch. Saturday, January 16
by
Jason
on Sat 16 Jan 2010 10:58 PM CST
I was offered tickets to tonight's Pats game so ended up taking Shea, Pace as well as my parents to what was Pace's first live hockey game. It was a pretty good one - early Pats lead with a couple goals by Jordan Eberle followed by a Broncos comeback then scoreless OT and a shootout loss.
I was explaining different things about the game to Pace, trying to use terminology and references he would understand. Bodychecks were "crashes", the Broncos were "the bad guys" (although since their logo is a horse, Pace initially wanted to cheer for them!) and the penalty box was "time out". (To use the same joke when I uploaded the following photo to Facebook from the game - "time out being a reference that I think Pace understood only too well!") Fun times - I think we may look back on this as the day that Pace officially got bitten by the hockey bug. When we got home, he grabbed a couple mini-sticks I had and ran around the living room swatting a ball and diving all over the place. Lord (Stanley) help us! ![]() Wednesday, December 16
by
Jason
on Wed 16 Dec 2009 11:57 PM CST
Not only are we seeing "Best of" lists for the year but also for the decade as 2009 comes to a close. Of course, the one I came across that I've chosen to highlight is "Best Hockey Fights of the Decade." Never let it be said that this blog isn't educational AND entertaining!
Thursday, December 10
by
Jason
on Thu 10 Dec 2009 10:00 PM CST
Got the cast off today so I typed a big, long entry with various thoughts on the experience. But Firefox crashed just as I was about to post it so this is what you get instead...
Friday, November 27
by
Jason
on Fri 27 Nov 2009 09:14 PM CST
This is very cool. A Google Maps mash-up showing the birthplace of every player that's ever played in the NHL. Although there is the expected broad swath through Canada, the northern US, Europe and Russia, I was surprised at how many countries and continents are actually represented. (If you zoom in on the map, you'll only see how many people came from each community. You ahve to drill down using the names of countries on the right side of the page to see the actual names for each location.)
Tuesday, October 20
by
Jason
on Tue 20 Oct 2009 04:49 PM CST
I promise I'll stop writing about my poor little hockey boo-boo but I saw this on Reddit and couldn't resist posting it - a video highlighting some of the gutsiest performances from the NHL in 2008-09. (Warning: some potentially disturbing imagery)
Of course, the big difference between me breaking my leg then getting up and skating off and the guys in this video is that they get millions per year to play in front of tens of thousands of fans while I pay $8 a game to play at midnight with a bunch of old, fat bastards who can barely skate (er, obviously, I include myself in this category). But yeah, otherwise, it's exactly the same situation. Saturday, October 17
by
Jason
on Sat 17 Oct 2009 06:52 PM CST
[Edit: I just realised that "Saturday Snap" was probably never more appropriate as a title!]
No, not it does not! Just that none of the other options (bright orange, glow-in-the-dark white, camouflage) appealed to daddy's highly evolved sense of fashion. Man, thinking more about it - I played rec hockey with this team for almost ten years from either first or second year of undergrad till when Shea and I moved to Calgary in 2001. Then I played again all of last year. During all those years, we played all winter, many summers, at least one and often two games per week from October to March. In fact, our home ice time used to be on a Friday so there were more occasions than I care to remember where I'd go to hockey after having had a beer or four. But I've never had a serious injury in all that time. The odd bruise or slight twist or tweak of some body part, sure. But a broken bone?? Aaaarrrgghhhh! ![]() Friday, October 16
by
Jason
on Fri 16 Oct 2009 11:41 PM CST
ESPN recently did a poll of various sports scientists and other experts to rank the most difficult sports using a variety of factors - strength, flexibility, endurance, hand-eye coordination, etc. etc. In the end, boxing came out as the top sport across all categories but was followed closely by ice hockey.
Which leads to my next sad piece of news. I stupidly managed to break my leg last night playing rec league hockey. It's one of those unfortunate accidents that was probably totally preventable in hindsight but happened so quickly at the time, you never see it coming. I was playing forward and one of our defense missed me with a pass to get out of our zone. Their defenseman turned to chase down the puck and I followed after him. (Here's where the hindsight comes in.) If I'd have backed off and just let him skate down the ice and get the puck, especially since there was only ten minutes left in the game and we were losing pretty badly anyhow so even if I got a goal, it wouldn't change anything. But I gave chase pretty hard - I think in my head thinking "Well, the game's almost over - let's get one last good skate in" - and of course as I come down the ice, he retrieves the puck and turns left. I go to turn right away from him but lose an edge crashing *really* heavy into the boards. I lay stunned for a second as players from both teams gather to ask if I'm okay. Of course, being a big tough hockey player, I get up, "yeah, I'm okay" and hobble off. I sit on our bench, hoping that it's just a really bad sprain but knowing on some level that's probably not the case. The game ends and I even go out to do the end-of-game handshakes (again, stupid) then make my way gingerly off the ice. I get my equipment and skates off and it appears that there's a DENT in my leg, just above my ankle. Oh-oh. I pack up and again, being a tough guy, carry my equipment out to our van rather than asking someone to carry it for me. I drive home and now my ankle's swollen up and climbing the stairs into our house (the equipment stays in the van!) nearly kills me. I wake up Shea and we debate going to the hospital but she's scheduled to do flu clinics the next day plus we'd have to wake up Pace and drag him out for what could be a few hours in Emergency. So she gets me an ice bag and I crash out instead. Up this morning and take Pace to his daycare then go to the clinic for X-Rays which confirm that it's a break. Fuck. That means a cast and all the crap that goes with it - lack of mobility, worries about how to move around if more snow comes, not being able to help out around the house as easily. But yeah, the next weeks are *not* going to be fun but hopefully they go fast. (Funny story - Shea was taking me to get my cast and I go "I wish I had a time machine so I could push a button and be six weeks in the future with all of this over" and she goes, "If you had a time machine, why not just go back one day and be less of an idiot?" Good point.) |
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