Olympic Pucks Day 4: A Nice Finale For Me

Friday marked my last day in Vancouver and, as I had mentioned, I had a ticket to just one game - Latvia vs. the Czechs. Well, couldn't go out with juuust one so I went out and grabbed a ticket to the Swedes vs. the Belarussians.

Tickets were available all over town and it was no big task finding a good seat. A storefront offered a private suite ticket for just $75 and the plenitude of scalpers were selling at less than face. I may have even overspent for a center ice, last row upstairs ticket - $60 for an $80 seat - but I am a big fan of being able to stand during games so I didn't mind forking over the monopoly money.

As Patrick Hoffman mentioned in the comments of the last post, Henrik Lundqvist did not start for Sweden. That wasn't a big surprise but it was a bit shocking that he didn't even dress. Watching warmups iceside, a fellow New Yorker came up to me and asked if I had also flown across the continent to watch a player not play. We glanced around the arena but didn't see any sign of our favourite netminder so there wasn't even the opportunity for a photo or auto. Having at least caught Hank's opener against the Germans, I wasn't as upset as my fellow Ranger fan but was certainly empathetic to the poor guy.

I wish I could say that at least he saw a good game but most of the match was excruciating. There were kids sleeping, adults reading newspapers and plenty of traffic around the concourses even with the puck in play. After the Swedes took a 2-0 lead in the first 10 minutes, nothing really happened for a long span. There weren't many Belarussian fans to sing or chant and the Swedes are too reserved to roar, so it was quiet and quite dull.

The Mule Johan Franzen scored in the second before Dmitry Meleshko (oh yeah, him) responded with a power play goal. Still, the game limped into the third period as a sleeper. But, Meleshko came through with his second of the afternoon and suddenly the Canadians in the building woke up to cheer on Belarus but a miracle comeback was all for naught as Danny Alfredsson scored his second of the game in the final minute to end the festivities. Prior to puck drop Marc Denis interviewed Alfredsson's dad so it must have been nice for the 'kid' to score two in front of his family.

Still, it was a sleeper of a game. The one thing I took out of it was Nikolai Stasenko - a Ranger season ticket holder ended up sitting next to me (small, small world) and he pointed the kid out after the second period. Stasenko is 23 years old, six-foot-four, 220 and plays defense for Amur Khabarovsk in the KHL. And he was outstanding for Belarus. Used his size well, used his stick well, was quick and smart with the puck and made a fantastic dive to break up a two-on-one in the third. Wouldn't be shocked to see someone make a play for him ...

I absolutely would not be surprised to hear rumours of a return to the NHL by that Jagr guy. The cold of Siberia certainly has done nothing to siphon away his scoring ability. Jaromir scored for the Czechs as they beat the Latvians in the 4:30 game. He is good and could certainly be huge for say, Pittsburgh, this spring. Seeing as he wouldn't have to be a leader, he could just play and cap off his NHL career with a real Cup run. We'll just have to see I guess.

But back to Friday's game. As I mentioned before the Olympics, I heard that the Latvian fans are passionate people and they did not disappoint. While there weren't many of them, they kept the torch going for their team even as they were getting creamed by the Czechs. But when Kristaps Sotnieks jumped out of the penalty box and easily beat Tomas Vokoun on a breakaway, those Latvian few were joined by the vast majority of the building to unleash a deafening roar. And when the Latvians scored again three minutes later?

The. Place. Went. Wild.

Screaming, yelling, singing, flag waving, dancing, high fiving, hugging ... it was amazing. Sure the Latvians went on to lose 5-2 but a good time was still had and I feel lucky to have ended my Olympic experience with the energy that filled Canada Hockey Place. I had some people I had to meet, beers to drink and packing to do so I didn't even bother watching the 5-0 bombing of the Germans by the Finns in the nightcap. I would imagine it would have been bittersweet at best.

So this marks the end of my Olympic saga this time around and I have to recommend it to everyone and anyone. There is just something different, something special about the atmosphere that differentiates it from NHL action and it is well worth experiencing. Only four more years until Sochi!

Olympics Day 3: Misplaced Arrogance

I intentionally did not write last night because the post would have consisted something like this, "Canadians are annoying idiots." And that would have been it. A little bit of uncomfortable sleep has made me a bit more verbose and perhaps a little nicer.

Let me take you in the way back machine to Wednesday when the Americans played the Swiss and won 3-1 in regulation. Canadians talked trash about how their team blew out Norway and would destroy the Swiss. Advance the timeframe a bit when the U.S. 'only' beat Norge 6-1 and Canadians talked trash about how the U.S. wasn't as good as their team. After the Americans cleared off the ice, Canada took on Switzerland and beat them 3-2 in a shootout. In a shootout.

And you know what? Yep, the Canadians talked trash. Seriously? Your team needed a skills competition to defeat the Swiss and yet you can slur the Americans? Yeah, ok. As another American said to me, the Canadians are 'our bratty little brothers that barely count.' They are envious of us (look at that medal count at the Olympics held on their soil) while we really don't dislike them. I don't know about you, but even with 2002 considered, I still see the Russians as our rivals. I don't know, you tell me ...

The United States faces Canada on Sunday. Some other quick notes on yesterday:

*There was a good amount of U.S. fans in the building during the Norway game but we were outnumbered by obnoxious neighbors to the north rooting for American injuries and embarrassment. Stay classy Canada.

*Abraham Lincoln took in the game. Well, not him but a really close properly-bearded doppelganger wearing a stovepipe cap, Team USA sweater with #16 and LINCOLN on the back. Awesomeness.

*During that game Chris Drury scored. And I cheered. He is a lot less loathsome when he isn't being paid seven million bucks. Here expectations are different as he is the 13th forward. He isn't being the worst captain in the 86 year history of a proud franchise. He is the 13th forward who comes in to add energy and a penalty killing. And he is pretty decent at that. So when his contract runs out in the summer of 2012, some other team should go after him - give him a league minimum deal and he happy with the results.

*For the second straight day the Slovakians helped provide a great atmosphere inside Canada Hockey Place. There wasn't as much vitriol with the Russians as there was with the Czechs but both sides showed passion as their teams met in an incredibly exciting game. The Slovaks shockingly prevailed in extra rounds of a shootout where Alexander Ovechkin - of all people - went just one for three. Talk about shocking. And I was a bit surprised that the Slovaks only gave Marian Gaborik one opportunity but having Canuck Pavol Demitra score the winner in Vancouver was pretty impressive.

*Even with the win by the skin of their teeth, Canadians were out in force on Granville Street last night. Imagine a massive frat party filled with drunken children and you have a close idea of what it was like. Hopefully it will be much more low key Sunday night, a sad atmosphere of crestfallen kids drowning their sorrows in alcohol. Hopefully.

Well, today is my last day here in Vancouver and I have a ticket to just one game - Czech Republic vs. Latvia - but I think I will try to get myself one to see Hank one more time as the Swedes open the day against Belarus. As long as Tommy Salo doesn't show up, the Swedes should be ok. Look forward to finding out!

Olympic Pucks Day 2: A Hat Trick Of Hockey

I spent all of Wednesday at Canada Hockey Place or the Garage as I found out it is called (it is normally GM Place, GM=cars so GM Place=Garage ... get it? Kinda like how the Verizon Center is the Phone Booth. Aren't we witty?). It was a long day but one well spent. My goal was to root on the Rangers in action and Olli Jokinen scored to help Finland beat Belarus, Hank shut out Germany and Marian Gaborik was the best player on the ice in a losing effort for Slovakia against the Czechs.

Notes and observations:

*I neglected to mention it yesterday but one of the best things about these Olympics is the uniform for the garbage people at the arena. They wear Islander jerseys without the crest. So every time I see some poor sod forced to mop up or pick up trash, I think Islanders. How appropriate.

*The atmosphere for the Czechoslovakia civil war was wild. Most likely it was because there were less Canadians in the building and more nationals for each team. Chanting, whistling, rising and falling with every play for the first two periods ... it was so much fun. I spoke to security and they said that there was only one minor tussle in the crowd, which I find surprising as rival fans were chanting and yelling at each other so much - especially walking out. Love the passion.

*Didn't love the result, a 3-1 Czech win. It was so incredibly like a Ranger game that it scared me - team gets a great breakaway six minutes in but can't score and gives up a power play goal. Team hits the post in the last minute of the second period and the other team comes right down and scores before the buzzer. Team comes out flat for the third losing by two, Gaborik draws a penalty and the power play can't even get in the opposing zone. Sound familiar?

*That breakaway I mentioned? It was by Ziggy Zombie Palffy. He has to be a zombie: he is back from the 'dead' and he seems very motivated but the coordination isn't what it used to be.

*Jaromir Jagr on the other hand is still Jaromir Jagr. The big beast who steps up his game when he wants to and can change a game just like that. Why the Slovak coach didn't match Zdeno Chara with Jagr for every second of every shift is beyond me. Chara is just gimormous even in person and he really is an adept defenseman - shocking considering his Islander roots. When he decides he wants the puck, he simply takes it away.

*On the topic of top flight defenders, Nicklas Lidstrom wasn't all that impressive - much like the entire Swedish side. They were outhustled and won on two power play goals - one that shouldn't have counted with goaltender interference. The Germans played solid north-south hockey while the Swedes tried to be too cute and nearly paid for it with the result - the Germans hit a post and a crossbar so they were thiiiiis close from a draw with the reigning Olympic champs. Hank barely made a good save but he got the shutout so more power to him.

*Back to the Czechoslovakia game, in-game host Marc Denis interviewed NHL Hall of Famer Peter Stastny, who was just sitting in the crowd, a few rows off the ice. Denis spoke to Stastny in the first intermission, leaving fans to try to come over during the second break to get a picture or an autograph. Instead, Stastny was surrounded by five print guys for an interview that lasted the whole intermission. That's just not right; f-ing media.

*I'm bitter because I wanted the former Quebec Nordique to sign my game ticket. It would have topped the auto I got earlier in the day for sure: Jari Kurri on my Finland-Belarus ticket. Kurri was nice to sign and all but let's face it, he came to New York and took a paycheque when he should have retired. Kurri is still a Finnish legend but Stastny is a legend period.

*The current Finns were my darkhorse for a medal and only served to reinforce that in their 5-1 win over the Belarussians. They play smart, simple hockey and make few mistakes. Once Kipper loses his job to the better Backstrom or Niittymaki (who should be starting IMO), they will be a dangerous, dangerous team.

*Coming out of the first intermission of that game one of the linesmen ran onto the ice, made it a few feet and promptly fell. Twice. He had forgotten to take the skate guard off of one skate. Hilarity.

*There was nothing funny about the holding pen they kept us fans who had tickets to the next game. It was a small open space at the bottom of the stairs up to the arena and had a few port-o-potties and a whole lotta nothing else. So everyone just sat around and stared at each other for an hour or so before we were let back in. They had a "band" come in to play, four college kids. One with a guitar who sang, one with a snare drum, one with a bass guitar and one with a trombone and a tambourine... a trombone and a tambourine. Just imagine the horrible noise that resulted. I am pretty sure that the constitution bans cruel and unusual punishment but I guess the Canadians don't abide by basic human rights. Savages.

At least on Thursday I will avoid the pen and head to a pub to watch the Canada/Switzerland game. That comes after the U.S. vs Norway (Go USA, Go Cally!!) and before the Russians take on Gaborik and the poor Slovaks, who don't have a chance with jumpy Jaro Halak in net. But we will see!