I hate the Flyers. I really, really do. I almost hate them as much as I hate the Leafs. Almost.
That's why I wanted to jump into Alexander the Gr8's arms last night as he literally stole the show in Washington. He is a special player and a treat to watch.
Much of the talk, however, was not about Ovechkin, but about Patrick Thoresen's balls. That's right, his testicles (well, one of them at least).
During a Capitals PP, Thoresen was hit in the groin by a slap shot and quickly went down like Divine Brown on Hugh Grant. He was a clear pain, but the whistle never blew (no pun intended). As if it were scripted, the same guy who hit him in the groin scored a few seconds later.
The call (or non call) by the officials was, in my estimation, the right one. This wasn't a Trent McLeary shot to the throat or even, to use a more recent example, an Anton Volchenkov shot to the face. He was not in any immediate peril.
Of course, to try to make it seems as if the play deserved a call, the Flyers GM had this to say shortly after the game:
"He's going to the hospital to get an ultrasound done on his testicles. It's bad enough they may have to remove one. Right now, we're not sure how serious it is, but there's a chance he may need surgery."Really?
This is what they said today:
"General Manager Paul Holmgren told TSN that the winger was going to be fine and may even be in the lineup Sunday for Game 2 against the Caps."GM's in Philly have always had more balls than brains.
Come on!
