The most pressure in this year's Best Goalie Tournament is on Washington Capitals left wing Alexander Ovechkin, who so far in his career has been unsuccessful in playing with the hottest goalie in the NHL from mid-April through early June.
Ovechkin says this is the year he intends to play with the best goalie.
"Ultimately it's not on me. It's on the goalie to win the Stanley Cup," he said. "But I'm going to do as much as I can to help by yelling out things like 'Hey! Look out! That guy over there is shooting!' and 'Great save! You're playing really well!'"
Commissioner Gary Bettman says the Best Goalie Tournament gives fans a break from the format of the regular season, which rewards the best and most skilled teams.
"Our season starts in October. We play 82 games," said Bettman. "By April it's time for something new. It's goalie season. The other guys are just there to skate around and look despondent when their goals are robbed by incredible saves."
April 14, 2011 Column
The Game: Issue #6
Ever hear something horrible and/or hilarious at a game? Send your submissions to OverheardSP at gmail. Or submit for future editions about the gym.
So my girlfriend and I travel to a Redskins/Rams game in St. Louis last year. I'm a huge Redskins fan and we got seats right behind the Redskins bench and there was a pretty big concentration of Redskins fans in this section.
Right before the game starts an older couple in Rams gear sits a couple rows in front of us and is obviously already pretty drunk. In the first quarter Santana Moss catches a pass and after the play the old man stands up and yells "SANTANA MOSS ..ISN'T HE THE RAPIST?!?!" then sat back down.
A few plays later McNabb throws an incomplete pass towards Moss and the guy stands up again and yells "HE WOULD'VE CAUGHT THAT PASS IF HE WASN'T RAPING ALL THE TIME!!" To this day I still don't know if he was convinced that he was a rapist or if that was just his form of trash talk.
I spent my four years of college at the University of Nebraska, where the students' section is most of the the south end of the stadium. There is no reserved seating there, so where my buddies and my seats changed every game depending on what was open when we got in.
Freshman year, no matter when we got there, or where we sat, within 3 rows of us was the same chubby guy in his mid-40's rockin' a mullet (think Eastbound & Down) who after the National Anthem found the closest guy to him, yelled "Lets do this shit, Home-Skillet!" and raised his hand for a high-five.
If you blur your eyes, it looks like he's dunking on you.
"I need to go back to what worked for me during my prime," said Jeter, whose average is hovering around .200. "I hoped using that fat plastic bat would help me make contact, but I feel like I look foolish out there even more foolish than I look with a regular wood bat."
The few times Jeter has made contact this season, the ball cracked his plastic bat or the contact resulted in nothing but a weak ground ball. The short, two-foot bat also had him struggling to get to any pitches on the outside corner.
"I'm not sure if I'll be any better with a real wood bat," said Jeter. "In fact, I'm sure I won't be. But at least I'll be able to go out with what remains of my dignity."
Sweet doorway chin-up bar.
Picture NASCAR Fan Wearing Daisy Dukes
No (male) NASCAR fan should exhibit his love of Dukes Of Hazzard this way.