Saturday, December 8, 2007

Captain Crosby

o-ver-kill: (noun) An excess of what is required or suitable, as because of zeal or misjudgment.

zeal: (noun) Fervor for a person, cause or object.

I get it. Sidney Crosby is the greatest, awesomest, incrediblest, wonderfulest, superbest, fantasticest player ever in the whole entire world of hockey ever. Ever. EVER. I mean, honestly, why hasn't the NHL expanded and added a 31st team, the Sidney Crosby team, where it's just Crosby because he's so good he doesn't need any other teammates, ever. EVER.

Yes, he's good. Yes, he does pretty things on the ice. Yes, he deserves the praise and accolades. Yes, he has his own clothing line. But why does every game that has Pittsburgh in it become the Sidney Crosby Show? And that's before the game even starts - all pre-game interviews revolve around him, all idle chatter is about his stats, all emphasis is on him.

Sidney, Sidney, Sidney...he's Marcia to the league's Jan Brady.

I don't blame him for all the attention; he really is that good and does honestly deserve the attention. But there are so many other good players - they may not post the stats that Sidney does, but they still play a pretty game: Lecavalier, Heatley, Staal (all of them), Ovechkin, Malkin, Luongo, Kovalchuk, Zetterberg, Lidstrom, Brodeur, Lundqvist, Iginla, St. Louis, Toews ... and that's just to start. It's exciting to watch Crosby, but it's also fun to watch hockey. Since the lock-out ended, the talent has really been spread more evenly across the league and I think it's a good time to be a hockey fan. (I'm not going to get into things that still need fixing - that will be for another time.)

I like him, I really do. But I'm Crosby-ed out. So can we move on?

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