I suppose I should begin by providing some insightful analysis of these storied Olympic games. I guess if I were to sum the entirety of the drama, excitement, and hullabaloo of the world's greatest athletes coming together to engage in a competition of blood, sweat, and tears for eternal glory on an unprecedented world stage, I would do so thusly:
- Fuck Sidney Rosby in his shiny purple ass.
Look, I don't mean to diminish the accomplishments of the Canadians here. They took Olympic Gold, and that's huge. They deserved it, and played hard for it. Don't confuse my frustration with bitterness that the US lost. The fact remains that silver is already a huge upset for the young Americans. Also, I'll never care that much about the outcome of Olympic hockey. As much as I would have enjoyed Olympic Gold for the USA, you just cannot develop the type of fanaticism over the course of six games that years of watching 82-game regular seasons and numerous post-seasons yields. Honestly, the Olympics Committe could grant NAMBLA the opportunity to field a team, and if they drafted all Red Wings, I would be OK rooting against Team U.S.A.
That being said, the part that frustrates me is not that Canada won, or that the US lost. Rather, it's that the stories around the games have become so Rosby-cenrtic that it has taken away from the allure of the last two weeks for me. These games featured some of the best hockey I've seen in a long, long time. We got to see the world's best goaltenders duel throughout the tournament, some of the most ridiculously high-powered offense, and fuck, Ziggy Palffy is still alive! All of that makes for some real compelling hockey. Now, NBC - and hockey media in general - have done everything in their power to ruin it.
Again, not sure why I'm surprised. It's what they do.
One more thing: Is anyone else a bit unnerved by the fact that NBC yanked all of the video of the Georgian Luger's death from the interwebs, seemingly out of respect for the dead, only to show it another thirty-thousand times during the opening ceremonies? That whole "respect" thing is bullshit. Bob Costas's bloodlust is a direct result of the fact that NBC knew that they're ratings would be much higher if their network was the only place you could see the gruesome crash. Good on ya NBC, keep chasing that almighty dollar.
Av's tonight. We'll prepare with a short benediction to Larry Aurie:
Almighty Larry, we ask that you use your holy and revered #6 to protect our Wings and guide them to victory. We've learned our lesson and would really appreciate it if you'd leave our roster intact so we can get Coach Babs up that ladder and into that glorious pool of fake tits and Jack Adams trophies. Who knows, maybe he'll share. We ask this in the name of Bear Jesus, the Liquor Christ, and The Captain, Steve Yzerman.Amen, bitches. Game on.