True greats can handle the moment; and some Bruce for fun
Of course, he scored.
Today, Sidney Crosby is going to handle the Occupy issues all over the world, he may cure a handful of communicable diseases, he’ll call Billy Hunter and David Stern and NBA training camps will open tomorrow and then, hang tough Middle East, your problems are soon solved.
Yeesh. Wasn’t that something.
Yeah, I know.
Pucks. Me. Oil. Water.
Anyway, sure I had to watch a bit, I wouldn’t be (a) Canadian or (b) a guy with a 1,000 or so words to write before the sun came up if I didn't so I had to take a quick look.
(Yes, just a quick one, I started to throw up in my mouth a little bit with the media overkill; dude did only miss 61 games and that’s, what, almost three-quarters of a season? Call me when someone comes back after two or three years next time).
Anyway, it was impressive and the Kid does seem to be one of those unique athletes who comes around about once a generation who just delivers on his greatness when it’s most expected.
There was that Olympic goal thing and then last night, when even a dope like me could see that he didn’t look at all out of place and is as uniquely skilled as any athlete playing any game on Earth, at least for one game.
There just does seem to be something about the true greats that allows them to simply seize the moment, to take the inherent pressure and spotlight and expectations that come with something like returning from a long absence and playing lights out.
Now, I would fully expect adrenaline had something to do with it, the rush of being in true competition for the first time since February would have carried him a little bit and the jolt you get from incessant cheers had to have an impact.
There could very well be nights in the next couple of weeks where he’s slower, less dominant, more unable to handle the speed of the game as well.
But for last night, Crosby did what few athletes anywhere in the world are capable of doing:
He did more than anyone expected when everyone – including me – was watching.
Now … that’ll likely end the pucks in this little corner of the universe for a while. That’s two days in a row; I can almost feel the hives breaking out.
Looks like the TF’s want me out there among the people.
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I’m not entirely sure how I feel about the news that Bruce Springsteen plans a tour.
Yes, he is a musical icon and the concerts are spectacular because they are long and dedicated almost entirely to music rather than theatrics or histrionics but …
Yeah, that’s the big “but” isn’t it?
How can it be The E Street Band without Clarence?
I know, I know. Life goes on, terrible things happen and we have to get over them and blah, blah, blah, blah, blah.
It’s Clarence and Bruce.
And they were around and together for a very, very long time.
Will I go see them if there’s a Toronto date?
Most likely, if it works into the budget and the schedule.
But I guarantee you I’ll be like a lot of other people and, if I do, one of the first things I’ll say when I walk out is: “Nope, not the same without The Big Man.”
Hey, remember the NBA?
No, there is no news – and I have nothing firm on which to base this suggestion – but I wouldn’t at all be surprised if we didn’t hear something of some sort this week.
There is no doubt that Christmas Day is a watershed day each year for the league; it is the kick-off of the major network broadcasts (ABC kicks in on that day), it is a day the league generally has to itself and casual fans have a tendency to start paying closer attention that afternoon.
(Now, I personally feel there are too many games on Christmas and it diminishes the impact having five or so when they used to have just one but that’s another point entirely).
That digression aside, there is no doubt it’s big and if you take David Stern at his word that they’ll need a month for a handshake agreement to any start of an abbreviated season, Friday would be the day.
Now, that doesn’t at all mean he’ll pick up the phone and call Boies to kickstart some kind of discussions with the anti-trust plaintiffs but if there’s any sense of urgency around the league office, something better happen and very soon.
Doubt it will but Friday would seem to be the next “biggest” day in this drawn-out (yawn!) process.
Tough couple of days for Jay Cutler.
Dude breaks his thumb and perhaps ruins the season and then there’s some false report about an engagement to some, well, I’m not sure exactly what she is but if Deadspin’s writing about it, she must be important.
Not Kardashian important but important nonetheless.
Hey, way to go BBWAA!
You got it right with the Verlander as the AL Most Valuable Player, as perhaps you recall me mentioning yesterday.
Good nod to JoeyBats being third, too.
Now, we’ve kind of got the same thing going in the National League – Matt Kemp on a bad team, Ryan Braun on a good one, Albert Pujols – and, just in case you wanted add to the mystery, Clayton Kershaw on the Dodgers.
Now, Kershaw was spectacular a lot of the year and has MPV-like numbers. But, as we mentioned yesterday, it can’t just be one thing, which is why he can’t be in the same discussion in his league that Verlander was in his; in this case, team success matters.
Me? I’m okay with Kemp or Pujols, with a not to the Cardinal.