Whether you’re a Monster Energy or coffee person, there’s a chance you’ll be indulging in your favorite caffeinated beverage tonight if you’re a Columbus Blue Jackets fan. It’s well documented known that Whitty and I used to be staunch supporters of west coast road trips for the Cincinnati Reds and Columbus Blue Jackets back in our heyday. Times have changed, and it’s become much harder to stay up late now that everyone here at Milliron Sports have become somewhat respectable adults. I’ll still try to stay up for all west coast Reds and Blue Jackets games, but my attempts are often futile. I get so amped up during the pregame shows, decide to get comfortable… and wake up to a replay of Reds Weekly or some random poker tournament at 4am.
Let the record show: Sunday, February 18th, 2018 is the day I finally quit. I’m sick of the constant letdown and disappointment. Its my fault, honestly. I could just become a bandwagon fan like I’ve seen so many people do. I could be a Duke basketball fan, Alabama football fan and alternate between the Patriots and Steelers, whichever was winning the most at the time. Yankees too? Why not? If I’m going all in, I might as well wear a pinstriped Aaron Judge jersey and spit on people as I scream about 27 rings.
Instead, I’ve remained loyal to my Cincinnati roots. I even refuse to root for an NBA team with one of the best players that ever lived simply because they’re in Cleveland. Rooting for the Cavs would be so easy, yet I would rather be caught watching Lena Dunham make out with Jake Paul by my grandma than Witness anything King James is doing up north. Sure, I have my on-again off-again relationship with the Denver Nuggets, but we’re like Ross and Rachel from Friends. Will we end up together when it’s all said and done? I guess you’ll have to buy the box set to find out.
If the NHL ever wants to gain some traction on the other Big 4 professional sports in the United States, they may want to take a page out of the U.S. Women’s team’s book. During a preliminary match against Team Canada, Gigi Marvin squared up against a referee and laid her out with a beautiful check. That’s the type of badassery that the NHL is missing. Sure, there’s plenty of fighting in the NHL and there’s no shortage of bone crunching hits, but most players don’t have the balls to take a run at an official. That may be just what they need to grow the fan base though. The hardcore hockey fans are going to love the sport no matter what, but the average idiot that knows nothing about hockey would be enthralled with it if you had players taking out referees left and right (hell, they’d probably even blog about it). After all, if there’s one thing every sports fan hates, it’s a referee. Continue reading →
It’s a conversation Whitty and I have had numerous times throughout the previous few seasons. Would Rick Nash be welcomed back to Columbus with open arms? After nine mostly unsuccessful seasons, only making the playoffs once with the Columbus Blue Jackets, Rick Nash initiated an ugly breakup with the team that drafted him #1 overall in the 2002 NHL Draft. When I say ugly, I mean U-G-L-Y you ain’t got no alibi. The man who once marched into the owner’s house (allegedly) and campaigned to be named the fifth captain in Blue Jacket history after Adam Foote royally screwed the Jackets, no longer wanted to be in Columbus. As a long suffering Blue Jackets fan, it was a tough pill to swallow. For the shitty seasons Whitty and I sat through as season ticket holders (not to brag, but I’m bragging), Rick was often the lone bright spot aside from our scrappy Blue Jackets dropping the gloves when they got frustrated in another 4-1 loss. Continue reading →
Well, this really sucks. As a Blue Jackets fan, I loved watching Derek Dorsett. There were some nights that he was the only aspect of the lowly Blue Jackets game worth watching. Whitty and I suffered through some rough losing seasons as season ticket holders (not to brag) but we always sat on the edge of our seats when Dorsett was on the ice. He might not have been the biggest guy on the ice (he was often the smallest) but he played like a man possessed and wouldn’t back down from any player in the NHL, no matter the size. Continue reading →
Good morning and welcome to another edition of Wake up With Whitty. We’re just a couple weeks into that dreaded summer sports lull, but the NHL and NBA have provided us with plenty of excitement to keep us on the edge of our seats. I know nobody wants to have to think for themselves this early in the morning, so let me go ahead and do the thinking for you. Then once you’ve had a chance to wake up a bit, feel free to come back and tell me why I’m wrong. Continue reading →
In case you missed it, the 2017 NHL Awards ceremony (aka the Connor McDavid show) was held in Las Vegas on Wednesday night. The event also included the expansion draft selections for the Las Vegas Golden Knights. The Golden Knights selected a good mix of young talent and veteran experience. I expect them to come in and immediately be competitive with the rest of the league, although they may not look very good doing so with those uniforms that were unveiled on Tuesday.
Now if you’re anything like me, you’re not a big fan of awards shows. They can be cheesy and gimmicky and typically just aren’t something I find enjoyable to watch. Grammies? Oscars? Teen Choice Awards? No thank you. But when you throw sports into the mix, I’m dumb enough to convince myself that it’s something exciting and different that I’d like to watch. With the corny jokes and bad skits though, it quickly became painfully obvious that this was just another awards show. Luckily for you, you won’t have sit through all of that again, because I’ve listed each of the award winners below. Continue reading →
It’s official. With football still months away, and the NBA/NHL finals in the rear view mirror, we’re left with nothing but Major League Baseball to hold our attention until we get some fake NFL games in August.
Don’t get me wrong, I loved the last two games of the NBA finals, with KD getting his first ring with the Superteam to beat all Superteams. The chippy nature of the games and the almost-fights were fun to watch. And Xavier Alum/badass David West got his first ring. Also, apparently KD doesn’t like the taste of beer… pussy.
KD is all grown up now that he's a champion cracking some cold ones with the boys… Haters gonna say he didn't really drink the beer pic.twitter.com/Zxhun8fooD
Every sport has that player that gets unfair criticism for being the Chosen One and getting the benefit of every call. Sidney Crosby gets criticism for getting the benefit of every call, but it is not unfair.
Crosby has a well documented history of head injuries that have put his long term health in question. Some people (me) blame his series of traumatic brain injuries for the pathetic excuse of a beard he tries to grow every summer during the Stanley Cup Playoffs.
Sidney, of all people, should understand the risk involved when it comes to head injuries, which led to my surprise when I witnessed this during tonight’s Game 5 contest: Continue reading →