nhl awards show wrap up!
aka: alexander ovechkin goes to the prom with some arm candy.
seriously, alex. i love your eurotrash ways, but did you pick up this outfit at After Hours while you were getting a trim at the hair cuttery? i expected something a LOT worse (re: awesome) but this is just mall-level meh.
as an aside, however, OMG ALEX OVECHKIN WON THE HART! MVP! MVP!
and he made an awesome speech!
okay, caps gloating over.
and what about bruce boudreau?
fairy tale of the season. i feel like bruce is our cinderella, coming up form the minors and those awful maroon shirts to coach of the year in a nice looking suit. yay!
no thoughtful analysis after the jump. just more snarking on the awards and the outfits. because while this isn’t the oscars, it’s pretty much the only sports event like it:
when i saw pavel datsyuk at the awards tonight , i just wanted to put him in a black turtleneck and make him sing french love songs. he looks like he belongs in a 1968 parisian variety show with serge gainsbourg. anyone else? anyone?
wow. who would have thought that zetterberg, who was approaching abominable snowman status at the end of the stanley cup finals, would clean up so nice?
and…actually, that’s it. not as many good paparazzi shots as i thought available on the wires. WHERE IS ONE OF BACKSTROM’S SWEDISH HAIRCUT? *sigh*
at any rate, it feels like the season is finally over, and i’m starting to miss hockey. riding my bike to the verizon to watch the awards just reminded me about how much i loved to ditch work and ride my bike to the games to watch people punch each other and feel better about all the people i wanted to punch. only a few weeks till prospect camp!
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