I don’t care who should have won, who might have won, or who deserved to win Game 1 of the 2017 Stanley Cup Final. I’m concerned with who did win. And the Pittsburgh Penguins grabbed the game last night, despite their foibles and fault lines. Continue reading “We’ll Take It: Penguins Snatch Game 1 of the Stanley Cup Final”
A hospital attendant rolled me down the hallway into a spacious physical therapy room. Fresh off of spinal fusion surgery, I waited my turn for a physical therapist to work with me on the simple things: getting out of a chair, walking, and climbing stairs. After such a surgery, which includes cutting through muscle, bone grafts, and rods, every patient requires daily PT post-operation. Continue reading “Watching Game 7 from a Hospital Bed”
In my last post, I argued that Marc-Andre Fleury was not the fault line upon which the Penguins fractured in Game 3 against the Ottawa Senators. The team needed to give its goaltender a few pucks in the net and the blue line had to stiffen up. Continue reading “Penguins Blue Line Play Changes Complexion of Series”
If he’s not the most loyal Pittsburgh Penguin to don a uniform, Marc-Andre Fleury certainly makes it onto the team’s Mount Rushmore in that regard. Loyalty stirs the sentiments, but “what about play?” one might ask.
Phil Kessel can push his own buttons. Throughout Game 2 of the 2017 Eastern Conference Finals, the camera caught Kessel broadcasting his internal monologue on the bench, shaking his head and castigating himself out loud. Continue reading “Thank You Phil: Penguins Even Up Series”