Sunday, March 04, 2007

not something I usually mention

I didn't get to watch the Pittsburgh Penguins beat the Philadelphia Flyers today, to sweep the season series 8-0, because NBC doesn't think it's important to show a national TV audience the most exciting player in the league, Pittsburgh's Sidney Crosby. In fact, Crosby wasn't the star of the game. Erik Christensen was.

Christensen is coming slowly into his own as an NHL forward, and today he scored two goals in regulation to lead the Penguins to a tie, and overtime, against the Flyers. Each of his goals were quick snap shots, which is his best shot. It's vital to shoot quickly to score goals in the NHL, because almost everyone is almost always in ideal defensive position, and you get about 1/4 of a second to get a shot off. He does this consistently, when he's shooting and playing well. Fastest gun in the East.

But what really impressed me watching the highlights streamed from the Penguins website (click on "Game Recap" in the box on the right lower half of the page) was his shootout goal, where he made a move that, in the current argot, was "sick." It really was sick, by which I mean astounding.

Now I can't stop saying what a sick move it was, and I feel vaguely stupid about that. Strangely enough, "stupid" used to be the term for the kind of play that is now called "sick." I'm not sure which is worse: feeling stupid about calling a play sick, or feeling sick about calling a play stupid. But what really matters, for the time being, are two things: (1) Erik Christensen's sick move, and (2) death to the Flyers.


Robert Kirkman said...

So, we live in a world where it's good for something to be sick. I think that's phat. It's just da bomb.

Egad, what am I saying?

Bobo the Wandering Pallbearer said...

Not to be pendantic (or insulting), the term "sick" derives (in this sense) from rock climbing, when, on some dark day back in the 60's or 70's, one climber looked at the rock face another climber intended to climb and intoned, mordantly, "You are sick." Which makes the casual uasage displayed herein by Doc Nagel and Doctor Bob not only insultin, but linguistically destructive. We're all doomed.