06 Augusti, 2008

Kategorien arkiverar: NHL-linjedomare

Referens suger du! Förolämpa hockey manar i band

Hockeyn-mindre värmer av Augusti ger en välkommen lättnad för NHLEN fläktar: frihet från den ofta oerhörda och groteska officiatingen av NHL dömer.

Fast ingen göra randig-clad man är för närvarande jobbing huvudstäderna, kan vi stilla bruk denna tid att hone vår pika expertis. Att böla på refs är en long-standing tradition. . . and sure, there’s a homer’s bias to whether a given call was really botched, but the primal scream therapy of berating officials can release the pent-up steam accumulated as referees seemingly hand games to your team’s opponents.

Många klyftiga och tillfälligt krypa ihop-värdiga förolämpningar har slungats på hockeyrepresentanter, though, som min vän två-år-gammala son som visas på huvudstäder, spelar en koppla ihop som ibland enkla år tillbaka är bäst:

Vi har git några nedanföra favorit-/klassikergliringar. Fast utgift I min [mikrofonen] personliga favorit omkring 6 år sedan in delar upp 426, ropat in danar impressively högt av en kvinna som var åtminstone 70 gammala år, om hon var en dag: ”Hey referens - du måste vara gravid,' orsakar dig har missa tre perioder!”,

Hur, dig låt refsna veta deras jobbkapacitet är under-paren? Eller är vad en av dina all-time favoriter som du har råka få höra? Utelämna svordomen (känselförnimmelsen som är fri att använda %*#$ing-symbolerna, om behov är) och behaga ingen rasistiskt/homophobic/Etc. förolämpningar. . . men even inom de anvisningar som du stillar har alldeles av rum att dela delightfully dastardly gliringar med dina med- avläsare.

Vi ska valda två favoriter bland submissionsna och tilldelar varje vinnare med en OFB-godbit. Hjälp oss att fylla ut lista till ett smutsa nerdussin. Submissions accepterade till 5:00 PM som var östlig på Måndag, ” för Augusti 11 â€, så gliringtidig sort, pikar ofta!

  • Om du hade another att syna, skulle du är cyclops!
  • Räddning en hjort: Skjuta en sebra
  • Hey ” för referens-†måste har du vara gravid,' orsakar dig missa tre perioder!
  • Ha en annan munk! (artighet av Jim Schoenfeld)
  • Bullllllllll-sh*t! (Den Hershey jätten centrerar version),
  • Krökningen över och använder ditt goda syna!
  • Hey referens, tänkte jag upp endast hästar sovat anseende!
  • Jag hoppas dig matrisen i en avfyra! (råka få höra i Philly, naturligtvis)
  • Rullgardinen för förmiddag I, den döva I-förmiddagen, önskar jag att vara en referens!
  • Hey referens, I-förmiddagen som lämnar med din fru - even hon är äcklat med dig.
  • ____ tillfogar din som en kommentar

Och om du inte önskar att rely på ladyen Lyckas (eller vårt fickle bedöma) för OFB-byte, känselförnimmelse som är fri att kontrollera ut vårt lager.

Sunday Bloody Sunday at the Worlds

A World Championship that in its first week was marked by superb officiating (you didn’t hear anything about the guys in stripes, right? That means something.) took an abrupt turn for the markedly worse Sunday, as incompetent on-ice work by the four men in stripes working Sunday’s U.S.-Finland tilt had a partner in crime off it.

Finland bested the U.S. 3-2, but few who watched or followed it will think much about the score when so much madness over the course of 60 minutes ensued thanks to the officiating crew. They’re pictured below. They shamed their mothers on Sunday. This is what U.S. head coach John Tortorella had to say after the game:

“I’ve heard about these horror shows as far as international refereeing. I have finally lived through one. It’s just ridiculous as far as how they’re calling the game when you have two pretty competitive teams willing to go toe-to-toe. Let the teams and players decide.”

It was a rare instance in international hockey in which a game’s officials constantly interjected themselves into what should have been a classic hockey game contested between two great hockey nations, robbing the game of flow and especially of its five-on-five strategies. The zebras whistled 23 infractions, and things got ‘74 Broad Street Bully-ish at the final horn. We recommend that you take a glance of the game’s official scoresheet here.

It was a disgraceful performance by the on-ice officiating crew. But it was matched by incompetency off it. Finland’s first goal of the game wasn’t a goal — it went through the side of Robert Esche’s net. The play was reviewed and, mystifyingly, upheld as a goal.

By the third period exasperated players and coaches on both sides, on the ice and on the two benches, could be seen laughing in surrender at the officials for their ludicrous efforts.

The IIHF was forced into a supremely embarrassing position afterward: acknowledging the non-goal mistake and firing the off-ice official! Give the Federation credit for swiftly taking action and attempting to restore credibility to its championships.

The NHL certainly could learn a lesson from this action.

Appreciation for the Striped Ones

Check out the candid discussion with NHL referee Kelly Sutherland in ESPN The Magazine (or, via the link, on ESPN The Website). It’s a brief but enjoyable reminder that, as much as fans may revile the men in stripes, they too are fans of the game and work hard to get the calls right. I particularly enjoyed Sutherland’s anecdote of being mistaken for Kerry Fraser in his first and being heckled with a hearty “Fraser, you suck!” even before the puck dropped.

In light of linesman Pat Depuzzo’s injury ten days ago, take a moment and appreciate the on-ice officials, without whom there could be no game.

Profile in Linesman Courage

One noteworthy aspect of today’s Flyers-Rangers’ matinee in Philly was the shutout pitched by Blueshirt backup netminder Steve Valiquette. The Caps will most assuredly see Henrik Lundqvist tomorrow afternoon at Verizon Center.

But in today’s second period in Philly linesman Pat Dapuzzo suffered a brutal skate-to-face injury that opened him up in slasher-film fashion. Congruent to the incident was a spontaneous outburst of fisticuffs between the clubs — no fewer than three slow dances (Steve Downie using Fedor Tyutin like a punching bag most notable among them). Somehow, Dapuzzo got to his feet and skated through two zones, a robust trail of his blood following (and leading) him, in a remarkable attempt to assist his officiating colleagues in stemming the melee. Arrived at the brawling, he was almost instantly ushered to medical assistance from both teams’ trainers.

Hockey players are often — and rightly — lauded for their courage in competing through pain and savage injury. Dapuzzo today reminded us that the entire ice sheet is staffed with profiles in courage.