23 May, 2012

Category Archives: Morning cup-a-joe

Pride, Regret, and Questions

If we are of mixed emotions about the end of this hockey season — proud and uplifted by a Capitals team of unlikely cohesion and stunning sacrifice, but also exasperated by the frustration of banishment earlier than forecast, again — that’s as it should be. This Capitals team engineered a vibrant unity of our region [...]

An Evolution, and Event, To Savor

Of the NHL’s 30 member clubs merely five remain alive in the quest for Stanley, and one of them is ours. That’s a remarkable and wonderful thing, relative to the Capitals’ standing of just two months ago, but better still is the manner in which they’ve arrived at this competitive precipice: all the red-sweatered-wearers are [...]

Striving Still for Serial Killer Status

This morning I am thinking a great deal about the New Jersey Devils, a great deal about the Detroit Red Wings, and a great deal about Matt Bradley. Winners win, and losers lose, and they do so in our sport for very specific, very traceable reasons. And every once in a while a lone figure [...]

A Stick Foul into Immortal Infamy

Humans’ impulse for empathy is a great and powerful instinct, but there are times when it is banally misapplied. Sports are, in the biggest picture context, virtually meaningless pursuits, but we do invest billions in their architecture, to say nothing of our emotional investment, and as such accountability in high stakes showdowns is inevitable and [...]

All in Our Army Are Now Sufficiently Scarred

This morning’s message is directed at all the newbies — those who’ve donned red just in the past 5-7 years of post lockout puck. Assuming you kept Jimmy Kimmel hours Wednesday night into Thursday morning and, at the onset of Blueshirt euphoria piled high by the nearside plexiglass, felt your forehead collapse into your palms [...]

A Rare Elation To Savor

This morning, we know no Curse. How often have we been able to say that? To what extent does victory like last night’s serve as lasting balm over the scabs and scars from so many springs, that have marred and maimed our pysche so long? It was a game 7 stunner in an American sports mecca, and against the [...]

Here’s Hoping

Mostly, I hope the Legend who selflessly and at no small personal sacrifice answered George McPhee’s plea back in autumn leaves the Chinatown rink this evening savoring unique triumph, as the bench leader of the crest for which he too often, as Capitals captain, endured springtime disappointment. The Washington Capitals have never vanquished a defending [...]

Bleeding Through Roster Band-Aids

A season fraught with promise and peril delivered both in game 3 Monday night, but in the end, Washington’s roster, still not yet assembled for durable playoff prosperity, succumbed to one proven to be. Most worrisome in this moment: the mental meltdown of the Capitals’ premiere pivot. This is postseason number five for Nicklas Backstrom, [...]

Hatred and Violence Are at the Heart of Our Sport, and Sunday All the World Saw It

In their bloodlust, Arabs and Jews have nothing on the Flyers and Penguins. (Isn’t it grand!) Really, in a relative sense, what transpired on the ice in Philadelphia yesterday made the Middle East seem one big, happy, if diverse, family. Yesterday’s matinee jihad in the City of Brotherly Love was all consuming — it enveloped [...]

Up North, Reconvened in a Perfect Circle of Puck Cheer

Part springtime sinus relief, part faith statement celebration: I am weekending in New England, where vestiges of winter are still to be found, supporting the Bears, the Caps, and the region’s craft beer culture, in the irreplaceable company of my puckhead pals Mike and Marleen. We were last united rather recently, over an elongated Presidents’ [...]

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