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Want to Fix the NHL? Start Here.

July 20th, 2010 Kyle 9 comments
Every year, the league’s General Managers get together and discuss some hot-button issues in their sport and try to find ways to improve hockey and make it safer for their pricey investments on the ice. Usually, nothing gets done, but at least they talk about it.
 
But I’m writing today to talk about a deep-rooted problem in the league, and it needs to be stopped, immediately. It’s ruining the game; rotting it from the inside so quietly like a disease that progresses without symptoms until it’s beyond curable. It’s not too late to cure the NHL of this affliction, but something has to be done right away. It can’t wait any longer.
 
It’s not headshots. We’ve all spoken enough about that ad nauseum. It’s not oversized goalie equipment or the stupid delay of game penalty.
 
So what is it?
 
Lame, bland, thoughtless, banal nicknames.
 
Remember the great nicknames? The Rocket, Mr. Hockey, Boom-Boom, The Golden Jet (and Brett), The Dominator, The Hammer, Knuckes, St. Patrick. Stars who were instantly identifiable by a moniker that sometimes wasn’t just a silly truncating of the player’s name. The list is virtually endless, and although this illness isn’t exactly a new millennium thing, it’s progressing rapidly. The will to find a decent name for someone is nearly dead. 20 years ago we were treated to “The Great One vs Super Mario”. Today we get “Sid the Kid vs Alex the Great” (didn’t Alex Mogilny have that nickname first? Oh, wait. It’s Alex the Gr8″. How stupid of me. That makes it all better. And what happens when Sid is 28? He won’t be much more of a kid, will he?)
 
Here’s a quote from Mike Babcock from earlier this year, which appeared in Red Fisher’s “The Red Line” column:
“I thought ‘Fil’ and Bertuzzi together were really good for us, really got going. And then, obviously ‘Pav’ and ‘Homer’ and ‘Mule’ have been excellent for us, and I thought ‘Z’ and ‘Clears’ chipped in as well. That was good. ‘Helmer’s’ group had a real good night, and that’s what you need, you need everyone on deck.”
 Let’s review the quote: ‘Fil’ is Valterri Filppula. We all know who Bertuzzi is (though I have to admit that I’m shocked he didn’t abbreviate to ‘Bert’). Thinking out of the box like any good McGill grad, Babcock then makes the innovative leap of shortening Datsyuk’s first name, Pavel, to ‘Pav’. Genius! ‘Homer’ is Tomas Holmstrom, and in what is perhaps the only legitimate nickname in the bunch, ‘Mule’ is Johan Franzen. Lastly, in a clear display of waving the white flag, Babcock refers to Dan Cleary as ‘Clears’ and Darren Helm as ‘Helmer’.
 
I don’t know about you, but that hurt me like a kick to the teeth.
 
Has it really come to this? Is shortening a guy’s name to some cutesy pronunciation the best that can be done?
 
Take a glimpse at the Habs; they’re no better than anyone else:
 
Scott Gomez: Gomer
Brian Gionta: Gio (some call him Giant, but to me that’s as clever as calling your chihuahua “Killer”)
Michael Cammalleri: Cammy
Carey Price: Pricey (formerly known as Jesus Price. Maybe the fans will give that one back)
Andrei Markov: Marky
Roman Hamrlik: Hamr (this one out of sheer coincidence more than anything. Just lop off the last 3 letters and you get a pretty cool name that in no way describes the way Hamrlik plays) 
Tomas Plekanec: Pleks or Pleky, as he is known to fans. (Forgiveable since economizing words on twitter is key!)
 
Just a few months ago, Glen Metropolit was “Metro”, Matt D’Agostini was “Dags” (don’t be offended Pierre Dagenais), and Max Pacioretty was “MaxPac”.
 
You get the idea, and it’s not a pretty picture. It’s not new, either, and surely not every era of hockey was immune to this. Steve Shutt was “Shutty”. I’ll risk a public flogging for this one, but what does “The Flower” have to do with hockey? How does it decribe anything other than a direct translation of his surname? Would he have been named The Flower if his name was Laporte? Certainly not, so what does “The Flower” have to do with hockey? If you mention anything about blooming, I’ll kill you. More recently, Saku Koivu was “Sak” (though some called him Captain K), Sheldon Souray was “Shelly”, Craig Rivet was “Rivs”, and was probably confused often with former teammate Mike Ribeiro’s “Ribs” (this one was almost clever. They gave him the mandatory name shrinkage, but because he’s so skinny, his ribs were quite visible.) Laughably, Francis Bouillon was “Frankie Boo”, and today Benoit Pouliot is known to fans as “Benny Pou”. Elsewhere, Jarome Iginla is “Iggy”, Brent Seabrook is “Seabs”, Patrick Kane is “Kaner”, Marc Savard is “Savvy”, Milan Lucic is “Looch” (perhaps after the Loochness Monster?) and Patrice Bergeron is “Bergy”. My head hurts from pounding it against the wall in despair.
 
But wait. There’s more!
 
When I say “Kovy”, who do you think of? Habs fans will stand up and say that there’s only one Kovy and his name is Alex Kovalev. The rest of the NHL’s fans will likely stand up and say that Ilya Kovalchuk is the real Kovy. Either way, it’s a shitty nickname. Doubling it just makes it even more stupid and puts this whole silly gongshow on display for all to see. And you thought the CFL having 2 Roughrider teams was dumb! In part 2 of this exercise, when I say “Lappy”, who do you think of? Habs fans talk about young forward Maxim Lapierre, who, given his penchant for running his mouth ought to be renamed Yappy, but that’s another story. The rest of the league, and specifically Flyers fans will tell you that “Lappy” belongs to Ian Laperrière. And really, doesn’t a blood-and-guts guy like Laperrière deserve better than “Lappy”? Makes me think of a dog slurping water.
 
Is it a totally bleak picture? No. Are there any good names out there? Sure there are. Jordin Tootoo, known for his reckless style of play has one of the leagues better nicknames, if not an entirely predictable one: The Tootoo Train. Sometimes the gods smile upon you. Rangers Pugilist Derek Boogaard has a fitting nickname in the “Boogeyman” but for every Tootoo Train or Boogeyman, there’s 10 “Staalsys” (as they call at least one of the Staal brothers) or “Saks” or “Bergys”. What’s causing this? Is it a simple lack of willingness or creativity or is it a deeper thing where because the NHL is so multicultural these days, things simply get lost in translation and it’s just easier to shorten a guy’s name? Maybe it’s because players move around so much that they don’t get time to endear themselves to players like they did in the past when they would spend years and years together.
 
I don’t have the answer, but I believe every time a player publicly abbreviates a teammate’s name, he should be fined by the league in the amount of $10,000, on a per-name basis. So if Cammalleri said something like “well I just set up on the off-wing, Gomer found me with a nice cross-ice pass and I slid it back to Marky at the point who put a good shot on net, and it’s lucky for us that Gio was there to tip it in”, he’d be out $30k. They can continue to call each other their cute half-names on the ice because I’m sure some will say that in the course of the action, it’s critical to communicate quickly, so I won’t begrudge the players that.
 
As for us fans, we’re tougher to moderate. Even I’m guilty of using these insipid nicknames. But make no mistake, it’s a very contagious and dangerous disease. Please protect yourself.
 
Now it’s your turn. Shine the light on some of the more brutal “nicknames” out there, and let’s see if we can’t get better alternatives off the ground.
 
Good God…is it October yet?

Predictable, Scripted and Contrived. We Will All Be Watching

May 28th, 2010 Kyle 7 comments

Ah, the Winter Classic. The outdoors, middle of winter, the fresh air…hopefully some idyllic snowflakes (that goalies will invariably use to buttress their creases). In an attempt to evoke childhood memories and the roots of the game, the NHL has found some secret sauce with the now annual New Year’s Day outdoor game. On a day that is still ruled by College Football, the “lowly” NHL has managed to get itself on the radar with their ode to all things folksy about the game.

Personally, I’ve never been overly impressed with these games. The settings have been neat. The games for the most part, have not. Try as the NHL may with its well-produced marketing efforts, I’ve never been fully captivated with these games aside from the fact that it’s hockey on a day where I’m usually trying to cure a pounding headache.

Now I know that the NHL is a business and with their latest sacred cow wants to milk these things for all they are worth…but could something be as predictable, scripted and contrived as a Penguins vs Capitals matchup? I know you want to showcase your best when you have the spotlight, but come on. Sure, “Sid the Kid” and “Alex the Gr8″ qualify as the best that the NHL can offer, but when things as predictable as this come to pass, I just want someone to pass me the bucket. Can you imagine how much hype will surround this event? Unless you’re a Penguins fan, Capitals fan, employee of the network carrying the event, an NHL employee, or a hockey-loving vacuum (even this may be a stretch for those of you who love all things hockey), you may want to invest in a bilge pump to keep from drowning in the thick gravy we’re all about to be hosed with. Note to the NHL (and especially to NBC): there ARE other stars and other teams in your league.

Frankly, I’m surprised at my own reaction. I figured I’d enjoy something like this. Maybe I will, but right now my impression is that this feels manufactured and vacuous. A Crosby / Ovechkin matchup would sell at any point, in any year but I believe that the NHL dropped the ball by announcing this so quickly. I have a suggestion, albeit a moot one. Hear me out, but I think with the hockey we are about to be treated to, the NHL would have been wise to wait and see how the Cup Finals played out and thought of concocting a Toews / Richards rematch for their next Winter Classic. The 2 best players in the league *today* may not be Crosby and Ovechkin, but Richards and Toews. You can certainly make that argument.

With the plotlines that engulf this upcoming series (Hawks in 6, by the way), there could have been an air of authenticity and genuine nastiness to this affair. With Sidney and Alex, I get the sense that the only plotlines would be “can Crosby can channel his shinny hockey childhood once again to topple his nemesis?” or “can Ovechkin can gain a measure of redemption against the kid who has a Stanley Cup, Gold Medal and Maurice Richard trophy to his recent collection?” It just feels tired, uninspired and lazy to me. A weak attempt to add 8 minutes to the feature-length DVD that we’re sure to see one day about the Crosby/Ovechkin rivalry. Apparently the legends are true. NBC, at least when it comes to hockey, really does stand for “Nobody But Crosby”. I do like Crosby. A lot in fact. But there has never been a moment in NHL history where so many GREAT young stars are filling out rosters everywhere.

I admit, it could be a great game, and I always hope that it is. But we’ve also seen that outdoor conditions can severely affect a player or team that relies on skill to succeed. Anything other than an offensive show would probably leave most fans feeling cheated. By January 2nd, I could end up eating my words, and I hope I do. It might be a great game in a great setting. But for now, with the calendar about to roll over to June, this leaves me completely indifferent. But like most of you, I will gladly watch, simply because we all love the game and we don’t want to miss a thing.

I haven’t even touched on the Canadiens – Flames matchup that will take place in February in Calgary at McMahon Stadium.

My reaction to this game is “Why?”

I’ve never been to Calgary, but I hear it’s pretty cold and unpleasant in February. I don’t know why this game needs to happen. Wouldn’t the Oilers or Leafs or Canucks or Senators (ok, not the Senators) be as good a matchup? Again, I’m not opposed to this, but I just don’t get it. Please sell me on this, unless you share my opinion. If the Canadiens are to play an outdoor game, it should be at Percival Molson Stadium, where the CFL’s Alouettes play. Now THAT would be a setting I could get excited about. Aside from the setting, what’s the draw to this game? The return of Cammalleri to Calgary? Where he spent one season? If it was a marketing angle in the least, it’s already been done…

How do you feel about these games? Is the NHL going to the well too often? Is the whole thing too formulaic? Please leave your thoughts below, and thanks for reading!

Olympic Hockey…in El Salvador?

March 2nd, 2010 Kyle 5 comments

Vacationers bring their own travel mugs because the glasses they serve drinks in are pathetically tiny. The wife packed my Coach's Corner mug to embarass me. Turns out it was quite appropriate!

Yes, it’s true. For a couple hours in late February, The Royal Decameron Salinitas resort in El Salvador became a hockey-tempest-in-a-teapot. Not soccer, not beisbol. Hockey. Ice hockey. Thousands of miles from home and with nothing to worry about except for when to start drinking, Canadians would not be denied the opportunity to root on their hockey team in the Gold Medal Game this past Sunday.

When my wife and I first booked our honeymoon, we knew that it would be during the second week of the Olympics. I knew that I’d miss a potential gold medal game, unless the resort carried Terra TV (they didn’t), or unless something could be rigged using the internet. Apparently I was not the only one thinking about this, and thank goodness for that!

It was quite the scene. A guy fired up his laptop in the lobby (the only place on the resort with wi-fi) to stream the game, and as you might imagine, he soon enough had a small crowd gathered around him. Whether or not he intended to watch the game by himself was quite beyond his control. As the crowd grew around him, the lobby became more and more packed with sunburnt, hockey-starved Canadian fans. In a move to accomodate the growing horde, and liberate the lobby for business purposes, the hotel staff offered to open up a conference room for us.

What a stroke of genuis! The laptop was connected to a projector and speaker. 56 chairs were soon laid out and it was standing room only by the time the puck dropped on the overtime session. I never took count, but there had to be at least 70 people in the room when Crosby beat Miller.

It was funny to watch word spread poolside as the game progressed, finally resulting in a mass exodus from the pool and bar once it was known that the game was going in to overtime. A small stampede of soaked swimmers and sunbathers put aside their vacation plans and put their National pride on the line. The fact that Team USA tied the game with only seconds to spare served to only extend the party and get more people involved. I’m going to go out on a limb and say that the good vibes from El Salvador is what pushed Canada over the edge, because that game could have really gone either way.

All was not perfect, however, as the video kept freezing on us…especially frustrating when the video chokes just as Crosby picks up the puck and gets ready to score the winner. There was a brief moment of confusion because although the video froze, the audio only skipped a short beat. When it kicked back in again, all we could hear was the crowd in Vancouver going insane. Naturally, we followed suit as everyone in the room knew what had just happened.

Here’s a video that I shot in the seconds after Crosby won the game. It’s in a darkened room, so you won’t see as much bedlam as I did (hopefully you’ll hear it), but you will see around the 13 second mark where the video froze prior to the goal, which left us momentarily dazed and confused:

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Of course, being in El Salvador, there’s no point in hanging out in a darkened room, so we disconnected and headed back to the bar. The celebrations continued, and I’d be willing to bet that what ensued was the only rendition of ‘O Canada’ ever sung in El Salvador:

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Talk about some unforgettable hockey memories! I was sure that I would have to log on to the internet after the fact to find out the result, but as it turns out, it ended up being one of the most amazing experiences. Afterall, how many of you got to see Canada win the Gold Medal in a wet bathing suit and in 35°C/95°F sunshine?

By the way, if you’re looking to get away, I can’t recommend the Royal Decameron Salinitas enough. Over the course of a week, I was injured, sick and sunburnt, and still had the best trip ever. I can’t give a better review than that!