Anyone who has ever played a sport or holds junior high football records (like I do) knows this look from a coach. It’s the “if that didn’t work out, I would’ve chewed your ass” look. Thankfully for Sonny, everything worked out, otherwise he might not have seen the ice again until February.
While we’re here, I might as well post a Sonny Milano stick tricks video. The guy has sick mitts (eh?). I have a feeling we have a lot more of these crazy goals coming our way.
It was a wild scene in Boston tonight. The refs saved America from having to suffer through the Bruins being within a win of the Stanley Cup and the fans in Boston were not having any of it. Trash was being thrown onto the ice, people were losing their minds and tempers were flaring on Twitter.
None of that was as good as what happened in the nosebleeds of TD Garden. Continue reading →
Oh no! Why do bad things happen to good people? Man, imagine the year Pittsburgh fans have had. Their franchise wide receiver forced himself out of the city via trade, their star running back would rather sit out the season and take a pay cut to play for the New York Jets than put on the black and yellow, Big Ben may or may not be a racist and now this. Continue reading →
Earlier tonight the Jackets took a 3-0 series lead on the mighty Tampa Bay Lightning. Yawn. Just another day at the playoff office. I say this knowing the Lightning will somehow take this to a Game 7 and I’m gonna regret every letter of that.
With the Lightning watching their once promising season crumble as the final seconds ran off the clock, they once again resorted to cheap shots and trying to bait the Jackets into something that will turn the momentum of the series. Continue reading →
Remember this? How could you not? Watching a coach try to fight the opposing coach in the hallway during an intermission is must see tv and thankfully the broadcast had cameras positioned and ready to catch something like this. Usually it’s just a boring shot of players walking back to the dressing room to enjoy a few minutes without their shoulder pads on, throw in a fat dip and retape their sticks. Not this time. No sirree.
Thanks to this altercation in 2014 there have been some new additions to the Vancouver Canucks’ hallways in Rogers Arena. Continue reading →
They say time heals all wounds, but I’m not sure that’s really the case when it comes to sports, and especially when we’re talking about a franchise being ripped out from under you. I’m blessed enough to not be a Cleveland fan, so I don’t know what it’s like to have a team relocated when years of sucking and lack of fan interest causes greedy ownership to move to Maryland for the crab cakes. I’m pretty sure Art Modell wouldn’t have moved the team to Baltimore if The Wire came out about a decade earlier. We might’ve been seeing a Kansas City Raven get investigated for murder if Omar Little was around in 1995 when Big Art was trying to decide which city to move to. Instead, the statue of an (alleged) murderer is in Maryland instead of Missouri. Continue reading →