Showing posts with label Patrick Division Memories. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Patrick Division Memories. Show all posts

Tuesday, June 26, 2007

Incoming: '80s Nostalgia

It's been a few days since the Caps reverted back to their classic color scheme of red, white and blue, and after discussion ad nauseum across the hockey world the verdict on the redesign seems to be split.

Love it or hate it, however, to Caps fans the return to the vintage colors represents so much more than a nod to nostalgia.

They are the colors that a young Dale Hunter wore as he broke through the Philly defense to score the game-winning and series-winning overtime goal against the Flyers. They are the colors that Rod Langway wore when he was dubbed "the Secretary of Defense". They are the colors that sniper Peter Bondra wore when he scored his first goal as a Capital.

So to commemorate this momentous occasion the only way I know how, I figured it was time to roll out some treasured moments in Caps' history, starting with 1987-88. Enjoy.
(And sorry for the poor quality - I had to film these right off the TV, because for some reason VHS isn't compatible with the internet. Go figure.)




"Double Trouble" - a classic!
Sorry, there was just no preparing you for that. Hey, did you think it was only the Chicago Bears who made embarrassing videos in the '80s?

How about the flip side, "Out on Top"?


Way to point, boys! Keep your eye on Dale Hunter, too - he is digging this, man.
Stick around until the end for some fancy dance moves from a former captain...

Now 1988-89 saw a few more mullets, a few more pairs of tapered, stonewashed jeans, some new faces...and a fresh batch of hits.

Here's newly acquired superstar and future rock star Dino Ciccarelli and the boys pretending to belt it out in "Capital Feeling":

We'll wrap up this stroll down memory lane with a catchy tune named, oddly enough, "Red, White and Blue"...

...wait a sec, was that...? No, couldn't be. At about the 2:14 mark? Yes! That mustachioed, mulleted, fresh-faced youngster singing his heart out is none other than our own goaltender, Olie Kolzig.

Ah, poor Olie. I'm betting he hoped this video would never surface - sorry, buddy. Just like tapes of celebrities, er, canoodling, embarrassing crap from the '80s will always see the light of day.

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Sunday, April 29, 2007

Way Down South

Let's see, I've talked about our buddies in the Northeast Division. I've gushed about my love for the Atlantic Division. I guess that just leaves...

...ah, yes. The Southeast Division:

Florida Panthers - Of all the Southeast Division teams, Florida probably draws the least amount of ire among the Caps faithful. That may be changing if the Cats continue to beat up on the Caps, a disturbing trend over the last two years, but even those games have been for the most part mind-numbingly boring. They may not have Luongo anymore but the fact that they have Ed "the Balding, Drunken Eagle" Belfour doesn't help their case too much. Given his age and penchant for being stun-gunned, even his tenure in the Sunshine State may not last too much longer. Bottom line? Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.

Tampa Bay Lightning - I find myself both equally repulsed by and enamored of the Lightning. On the one hand, having missed the one postseason matchup between the Caps and Bolts I probably don't harbor the same resentment towards the bolts as others. I also admit to being a fan of one Vincent Lecavalier (and feel free to rant and whine all you want, he's a damn good hockey player). On the other...well, their coach is certifiably insane, they insist on playing 3 players until they fall down from exhaustion, and their captain is a tool (man). So, tough call. I may need another 8 games to make up my mind.

Carolina Hurricanes - For whatever reason, the league and/or the scheduling gods seem to be trying to shove this rivalry down our throats. Two years straight we've had to play the 'Canes multiple times over short periods, creating mini-playoff series that have been anywhere from boring to great. Whether their little plot has worked or not remains to be seen, but I don't think many Caps fans were shedding too many tears when the 'Canes found themselves outside the playoffs looking in this year. Schadenfreude aside, there are any number of players in the red, white and black with the ability to get under the skin of DC residents, so stay tuned.

Atlanta Thrashers - Once again, I'm saving the best for last. This has been an interesting rivalry to watch, particularly in the post-lockout era. Many of the Caps have expressed their hatred of the Thrash, and let's face it, every good rivalry has to have the hate both in the stands and on the ice. We can all point to that infamous throwdown back in November and the ensuing hype for a graphic illustration of how much Atlanta is hated around here, but I think it goes back at least to the beginning of last season. There just isn't much respect among Caps fans for the team itself or the way Hartley coaches.


So there you are - hatred up and down the East Coast. Doesn't it give you a warm, fuzzy feeling to see it all spelled out?

It's interesting looking over the Southeast Division, the division with which we are supposed to have the strongest rivalries, one key thing seems to be missing - the fans. It's what makes the battles with the Penguins, the Flyers, even the Sabres, go from just another hockey game to all out war. When you're battling on the ice and in the stands, it just takes things to another level. The atmosphere is electric and hopefully it's something that, in time, we'll start to see develop below the Mason-Dixon line.

Because if we're going to be stuck playing these guys 8 times a year, I want a recognizable group in the stands each time that I can aim my beer at.

Just kidding.

Kind of.

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Thursday, April 26, 2007

Sailing Across the Atlantic (Division)

The reception towards Northeast Division teams may be a bit lukewarm here in CapsLand, but I guarantee emotions boil a little hotter when it comes to those friendly foes, the Atlantic Division:

New York Islanders - Although the heated battles of the 80s and 90s have given way to a much less heated rivalry, the hatred of the Islanders will probably never fully go away. From the Easter Epic to the Hunter-Turgeon incident to the sudden flood of former Caps to the Isles, there's something about the blue and orange that elicits bile among the Caps faithful.

New York Rangers - The Caps played their very first game in franchise history against the Rags and its been downhill ever since. Year after year we're subjected to not only the Rangers but their hordes of fans who fill the VC, and year after year we're treated to some great battles. The Caps and Rangers have only met 4 times in the playoffs and have split those series, but there is an inherent animosity that even the newest players can feel. And as if the drunken fans and natural hatred weren't enough, they have Jagr. That's the nail in the coffin for even the nicest teams.

New Jersey Devils - Is it just that Martin Brodeur has so easily manhandled this team over the years that makes us hate them? Or is it the fact that they put us to sleep whenever they roll into town? Take your pick, but there is no sympathy for these Devils. I honestly don't even remember a time before Marty came along, he's been so dominant. 30-11-5 with 6 shutouts. Are you freaking kidding me? Ugh. And don't even get me started on Visorgate.

Philadelphia Flyers - I hardly know where to start with the Flyers. It's just all bad. Broadstreet bullies. Ugly orange and black jerseys. Ron Hextall. Bobby Clarke. Philly fans. Years and years of suffering through home games with so much orange you think you're in a tanning salon. It's what makes that Dale Hunter OT goal so sweet; it's what makes the first season series sweep by the Caps so sweet; and it's what made us shake our heads in pity while covering up giddy smirks of joy as we watched them wallowing at the bottom of the standings.

Pittsburgh Penguins - Oh, you knew I had to leave the best for last. I almost feel like I should dedicate an entire post just to my disdain for...oh wait. I do that all the time. It's hard to boil down exactly what it is about this team that just gets under my skin and turns my stomach and makes me want to drink heavily and gives me the urge to hurl things across the room. How do you sum up years of heartache, of annoyance, of anger, of teeth-gritting, fist-clenching, stomach-churning hatred? Like the Flyers, there are oh so many parts to the equation. So I made a list.

Lemieux. Jagr. Lemieux and Jagr. Mullets. Crosby. Mullets. Playoffs. Nedved. Mullets. Invading Penguins fans. Invading drunk Penguins fans. Invading drunk Penguins fans in Steelers gear. Pee-pads. Yellow and black. Playoffs. Crosby. Mullets. Jagr.

...I don't think I need to go on, although it's hardly a comprehensive list. Bottom line? BOOOOO. This is a rivalry that is in no danger of dying anytime soon, at least as long as I have the ability to type and yell and hurl things across the room.

Next up...our beloved Southeast Division.

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